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"
Madam
,
"
said
he
,
in
answer
to
Lady
Helena
's
questions
,
"
I
must
repeat
what
I
had
occasion
to
remark
before
,
that
the
New
Zealanders
are
a
courageous
people
,
who
yielded
for
a
moment
,
but
afterward
fought
foot
to
foot
against
the
English
invaders
.
The
Maori
tribes
are
organized
like
the
old
clans
of
Scotland
.
They
are
so
many
great
families
owning
a
chief
,
who
is
very
jealous
of
his
prerogative
.
The
men
of
this
race
are
proud
and
brave
,
one
tribe
tall
,
with
straight
hair
,
like
the
Maltese
,
or
the
Jews
of
Bagdad
;
the
other
smaller
,
thickset
like
mulattoes
,
but
robust
,
haughty
,
and
warlike
.
They
had
a
famous
chief
,
named
Hihi
,
a
real
Vercingetorix
,
so
that
you
need
not
be
astonished
that
the
war
with
the
English
has
become
chronic
in
the
Northern
Island
,
for
in
it
is
the
famous
tribe
of
the
Waikatos
,
who
defend
their
lands
under
the
leadership
of
William
Thompson
.
"
"
But
,
"
said
John
Mangles
,
"
are
not
the
English
in
possession
of
the
principal
points
in
New
Zealand
?
"
"
Certainly
,
dear
John
,
"
replied
Paganel
.
"
After
Captain
Hobson
took
formal
possession
,
and
became
governor
,
nine
colonies
were
founded
at
various
times
between
1840
and
1862
,
in
the
most
favorable
situations
.
These
formed
the
nucleus
of
nine
provinces
,
four
in
the
North
Island
and
five
in
the
southern
island
,
with
a
total
population
of
184,346
inhabitants
on
the
30th
of
June
,
1864
.
"
"
But
what
about
this
interminable
war
?
"
asked
John
Mangles
.
"
Well
,
"
said
Paganel
,
"
six
long
months
have
gone
by
since
we
left
Europe
,
and
I
can
not
say
what
may
have
happened
during
that
time
,
with
the
exception
of
a
few
facts
which
I
gathered
from
the
newspapers
of
Maryborough
and
Seymour
during
our
Australian
journey
.
At
that
time
the
fighting
was
very
lively
in
the
Northern
Island
.
"
"
And
when
did
the
war
commence
?
"
asked
Mary
Grant
.
"
Recommence
,
you
mean
,
my
dear
young
lady
,
"
replied
Paganel
;
"
for
there
was
an
insurrection
so
far
back
as
1845
.
The
present
war
began
toward
the
close
of
1863
;
but
long
before
that
date
the
Maories
were
occupied
in
making
preparations
to
shake
off
the
English
yoke
.
The
national
party
among
the
natives
carried
on
an
active
propaganda
for
the
election
of
a
Maori
ruler
.
The
object
was
to
make
old
Potatau
king
,
and
to
fix
as
the
capital
of
the
new
kingdom
his
village
,
which
lay
between
the
Waikato
and
Waipa
Rivers
.
Potatau
was
an
old
man
,
remarkable
rather
for
cunning
than
bravery
;
but
he
had
a
Prime
Minister
who
was
both
intelligent
and
energetic
,
a
descendant
of
the
Ngatihahuas
,
who
occupied
the
isthmus
before
the
arrival
of
the
strangers
.
This
minister
,
William
Thompson
,
became
the
soul
of
the
War
of
Independence
,
and
organized
the
Maori
troops
,
with
great
skill
.
Under
this
guidance
a
Taranaki
chief
gathered
the
scattered
tribes
around
the
same
flag
;
a
Waikato
chief
formed
a
'
Land
League
,
'
intended
to
prevent
the
natives
from
selling
their
land
to
the
English
Government
,
and
warlike
feasts
were
held
just
as
in
civilized
countries
on
the
verge
of
revolution
.
The
English
newspapers
began
to
notice
these
alarming
symptoms
,
and
the
government
became
seriously
disturbed
at
these
'
Land
League
'
proceedings
.
In
short
,
the
train
was
laid
,
and
the
mine
was
ready
to
explode
.
Nothing
was
wanted
but
the
spark
,
or
rather
the
shock
of
rival
interests
to
produce
the
spark
.
"
This
shock
took
place
in
1860
,
in
the
Taranaki
province
on
the
southwest
coast
of
Ika-na-Mani
.
A
native
had
six
hundred
acres
of
land
in
the
neighborhood
of
New
Plymouth
.
He
sold
them
to
the
English
Government
;
but
when
the
surveyor
came
to
measure
the
purchased
land
,
the
chief
Kingi
protested
,
and
by
the
month
of
March
he
had
made
the
six
hundred
acres
in
question
into
a
fortified
camp
,
surrounded
with
high
palisades
.
Some
days
after
Colonel
Gold
carried
this
fortress
at
the
head
of
his
troops
,
and
that
day
heard
the
first
shot
fired
of
the
native
war
.
"
"
Have
the
rebels
been
successful
up
to
this
time
?
"
