CHAPTER XXI

THE FALL OF TAURANGA-IKA

Shot and shell--The fort abandoned--Flight of the Hauhaus--The

chase--The fight at Karaka Flat--Mutilation of the dead--The

ambuscade at the peach-grove--The sergeant's leg--Rewards for

Hauhau heads.

Skirmishing up over the fern slopes of Tauranga-ika came Whitmore's

Armed Constabulary and Kepa's kilted guerillas from the Wanganui.

Some of the A.C.'s advanced to within about two hundred yards of the

stockade, and took cover in a ditch which ran parallel with the front

palisading; here they opened fire. The main body had pitched camp about

half a mile from the _pa_ front. At the same time Armstrong guns were

brought up and posted on the left front of the stockade, and shell-fire

was opened on the rebel position at a range of five hundred yards.

But most of the Hauhaus were safe in their trenches and their covered

ways, and the shells and bullets passed harmlessly over them. A few

of the young bloods danced and yelled defiance from above-ground. On

the stockade was the Hauhau _tekoteko_, the dummy figure which they

worked in marionette-fashion by means of ropes that led into the

trench below. This dummy was intended to draw the _pakeha_ fire, but

it had hardly deceived the veteran A.C.'s and Kepa's _Kupapas_, versed

in all Hauhau ways that were dark and tricks that were vain. Bent was

underground, listening to the bang of the Armstrongs and the whistle of

the shells, and now and again squinting through the palisades at his

adversaries.

One Maori, who was standing in an angle of the _pa_, was wounded in the

head by a splinter knocked off one of the palisade-posts by a shot from

an Armstrong gun. The same shell, whizzing through the _pa_, ripped a

hole in Titokowaru's tent.

When night fell, no appreciable breach had been made by the shell-fire.

It was now decided to storm the _pa_ at daybreak. Some of the A.C.'s

crept up with their entrenching tools to within fifty yards of the

stockade, and dug out shelter-trenches.

The fort was remarkably quiet during the night. It was reconnoitred

when daybreak came, and found--empty. The Hauhaus had for some

mysterious reason deserted it under cover of darkness, and taken to the

bush. So fell to the _pakeha_ the very strong Tauranga-ika _pa_.

Bent explains this unexpected abandonment of Titokowaru's most

formidable entrenchment.

The eternal feminine was at the bottom of it all.

The chief of blood and fire, with all his _mana-tapu_, was vulnerable

to the artillery of a dark _wahiné's_ eyes and soft _wahiné_

blandishments. He was detected in a liaison with another man's wife.

This misdemeanour was, in Maori eyes, fatal to his prestige as an

_ariki_ and a war-leader. He had trampled on his _tapu_, and his Hauhau

angel, who had so long successfully guided his fortunes, now deserted

him. His run of luck had turned.

A council of the people was held to discuss the _cause célèbre_,

and many an angry speech was made. Some of the chiefs went so far

as to threaten Titokowaru with death. At length a chieftainess of

considerable influence rose and quelled the storm of violent words.

She appealed to the aggrieved husband's people not to attempt Titoko's

life; but urged that the garrison should leave the _pa_--it would

be disastrous to make a stand there after their _tohunga_, their

spiritual head and their war-leader, had lost his _mana-tapu_. This

met with general approval, and on the night of the attack the people

packed their few belongings on their backs and struck quietly into the

forest for the Waitotara. Titokowaru, with forty warriors, covered

the retreat. "Afterwards," says Bent, "when we had taken safe shelter

in the Upper Waitara, Titokowaru regained his _tapu_ by means of

incantations and ceremonies performed by another _tohunga_. But by that

time the war was over."

So to the forest fled Titokowaru and all his people, and hard on their

trail, when the _pa_ was found deserted, came the A.C. scouts and

Kepa's Maoris, in lightest marching order for the chase.

The Government troops overtook the Hauhau rear-guard at Te Karaka flat,

on the descent to the Waitotara River. At Te Karaka Major Kepa, the

fighting chief of the Whanganuis, was leading the advance-guard of

the pursuing force, when he was hotly attacked by the Hauhaus who had

planted an ambush in the bush. Kepa was closely pressed. Captain T.

Porter, who commanded No. 8 Division of Armed Constabulary--consisting

of Arawa and Ngapuhi Maoris, with a few good European bushmen--was

close up when Kepa was fired on, and he promptly extended the supports

across the flat. Kepa, after a sharp hand-to-hand fight with the enemy,

burst through them and fell back on Captain Porter. The _Kupapas_

and their white comrades fought the Hauhaus till dark, and had to

leave them dead and wounded on the field. Next morning they found the

mutilated bodies minus hearts and livers, which the cannibal enemy had

cut out and taken away. The Hauhaus had also beheaded one of the slain,

a Whanganui soldier named Hori Raukawa.

The grief of the friendly Maoris at this mutilation of their dead was

intense, and was given vent to in weeping and furious threats. Kepa

was in a terrible rage, and determined on retaliation in kind.

This feeling was intensified a few days later, when a strong force of

Hauhaus ambuscaded and slaughtered seven out of a party of ten white

Constabulary men at the Papatupu peach-grove on the banks of the

Waitotara River. The Constabulary detachment was in charge of Sergeant

Menzies of No. 2 Division. The men, who belonged to Colonel McDonnell's

force at Te Karaka, had obtained leave to forage for peaches in a grove

at Papatupu, on the opposite (north) bank of the Waitotara, and crossed

the river in a canoe. They were gathering the fruit when a volley was

suddenly poured into them by a large body of Hauhaus, who were lying

close by waiting for _pakeha_ game. They at once seized their arms

and rushed for their canoe, pursued by two or three score of Maoris,

led by Big Kereopa. The rest of the story was told the author lately

by Tutangé Waionui, of Patea, he who had distinguished himself in the

repulse of the white troops at Te Ngutu-o-te-Manu the previous year.

This is Tutangé's account:

"I was one of the Hauhaus who ambushed the Constabulary men, under

Sergeant Menzies, at the peach-grove at Papatupu. Some of them had

got into their canoe, and would have escaped, but the others held on

to it in an attempt to board it, and so we caught and killed seven of

them. The sergeant was a big, tall man, and stout. I killed him. He

was stooping down at the time. I slew him with no other weapon than a

canoe paddle of _manuka_ wood. I snatched up a paddle from the canoe

and struck him a slanting blow on the side of the temple with it, the

fatal blow called _tipi_, as delivered in sideways fashion with the

edge of a stone _mere_. The white sergeant fell, and a Maori named

Toawairere slashed off one of his legs with a tomahawk. This was done

for the sake of getting the boot on the _pakeha's_ foot for one of our

men, a one-legged fellow named Paramena, who wanted the boot. The leg

was taken away into the bush."

Next day Colonel Whitmore sent the _Kupapas_--the Maoris of No. 8

Division under Captain Porter and the Whanganui under Kepa--across

the river in pursuit of the enemy, and Colonel McDonnell's division

of Constabulary followed them in support. Porter and his men, during

the skirmish which followed, came across the fire in which Sergeant

Menzies' leg had been roasted. The remains of the bone of the leg were

there, and it was evident that Big Kereopa[12] and his fellow-savages

had once more feasted on the flesh of the _pakeha_.

It was now that Colonel Whitmore agreed to a request made by Kepa and

offered rewards for Hauhau heads. He said he would give £5 a head

for ordinary men and £10 for chiefs killed. This gave a fillip to the

bush-whacking chase, into which the Government Maoris entered with

ferocious zest.

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