Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1889-03-14

! opened her eyes, saying
oh, mother, viii you pray for help
/ for poor TuriaP Then she walled out, in
such piteous tones that my heart ached
I on hearing them, oh, it's so hard-so
hard! Rawidi, Raw1di-oh, my Rawidir
1 Have you been happy all these
months, Turia? I asked presently. Il
think you must have had to work hard
/ "'4es, mother; me plenty work, but
plenty happy with Rawidi. Mother, per-
! haps the Father of the bright spirits an
CRY with poor Turia.'
"'Why, Turia?' I asked.
/ Perhaps Turia love her Rawidi too
much! she answered. She only poor
Maori girl; but she love him always the
same till she dier
Just then heard a light quick foot
. fall, and, looking up. saw the poor
notwithstanding husband coming up to
+ the wagon. She saw him as soon as
! did, and shall never forget the express
sion Of mingled love and anguish upon
her face as, trying to raise her poor stiff,
/ powerless arms to him. she cried
i "'Oh, Rawidi-my Rawidin
'Turiav he answered. in a low hoarse
tone: and fiinging himself upon the
ground beside her, he bowed his head
/ upon her bosom, sobbing wildly.
/ u moved away noiselessly that they
might be alone.
! Il found matters much q1ieter than
before among the men. though the women
still talked In high shrilI tones. There
was even some movement towards re-
5uming work by Rawidi's party. Mr..
/ Burton and Mr.. Lloyd. with their coats
off, were both working with a will. I
=! sat down on sheaf Of wheat, and waited
/ for your uncle. He soon came; he wa.
talking earnestly with the chief of Raw.
/ idis tribe, who looked sullen enough.
, Evidently he did not care to lose Turia,
who, having married slave, had her
self become one in his estimation. They
had apparently found her useful; and,
besides, it was feather in his cap to
have his corn hOed by chiefs daughter.
Several of Hopiana's people came up
just then with the litter that they had
been making-two long poles with large
mat lashed between them. Your uncle
! glanced at me, asking hurriedly if Raw
i'd was still with his wife.
"'Yes,' replied.
"'He had better say goodbye to he1
now then he said. IF Hopiana finds
them together, he will be more furious
than ever
Wont you go and tell them, James?
| asked, feeling too great a coward to
witness their parting.
4 think I had better remain with
these, he said. we must keep them
! quiet if possible; and you can do more
| good there probably than [ cam
81 went reluctantly. They were still
in the same position as when | left, but
We're now whispering brokenly, though
earnestly, together.
6 'Turia, Rawidi must go now; Hopiana
is coming for you. Try to be brave, and
send him away quickly
''She shivered, then spoke to her hus-
band in low persuasive tones. AT first
! he seemed to rebel; but gradually she
prevailed. l did not hear what she said
to him, but she seemed to be promising
something. At last with one long kiss
he rose and stumbled away as though
blind, and she hid her face in the straw
and mOaned.
ST was ashamed of the feeling of relief
at his departure Of which was conscious
it seemed so mean; for l knew that
what was relief to me was death to her.
/ sat down beside her, saying softly
"Turia!'
'she did not answer at first, but said
"'I only poor Maori girl, you white
! lady, but my heart all the same as white
woman's-as you love the ''good father
meaning your uncle-ESO | love my
poor Rawidi.' This was unanswerable,
so held my peace. After a while she
I continued-'Why,o oh, why has the Faith
er of the bright spirits forgotten poor
/ TuriaY
"'He has not, Turia; He loves you all
the same, answered.
| "But she shook her head doubtfully.
Then why does he part me from my
husband? she questioned.
81 could not say what was in my heart
that perhaps she had made too much
of an idol of him. Seeing how weak and
some more wine: then she lay still with
closed eyes till her father came up with
! the men who were carrying the litter, CD
/ which they had placed some straw.
! 'Turia, come? he said, roughly.
"'HOpiana, be gentle with the poor
/ child. She is very ILL., urged.
every good-she die! She marry
slave-pahr he grunted out, with an ex-
preston of the deepest disgust.
Il turned to the girl.
Heaven bless your [ murmured.
Remember, if you are in trouble and
come to mother she will always help
you. Turia-poori lie Turia-good-bye
''She looked at me with such miserable
eyes.
"'Good-bye, good motherl Turia love
you plenty, but she never see you any
more
81 turned away quickly, for I could
| not bear to see the physical pain she must
suffer in the moving, and saw shortly af
forwards the litter borne off, followed
closely by Hopiana and most of his peo-
pie.
81 found your uncle, who had DOTTED
his clerical coat, preparing to share Mr..
Burton's labors.
ooh, James, cried, in a disappoint-
ed tone, ARE you not tired enough? I
thought you would come back with me-
6 i want to get my body tired-it will
rest my mind, he replied. But do you
| go home; you look worn out. I will
come and put you on your horse
g is Rawidi wOrking?' | asked, as ]
| took the bride. L do not see him.
'''Nor do l, he answered. 4 suppose
the poor fellow is fighting out his bitter
! fight alone
81 rode off with my husbands words
ringing in my ears.sfighting out his
bitter fight alone Poor soul, poor soul
''lt was some months after this that
| your uncle, coming home one evening
told me that he had just heard news OF
Turia.
cit seemed that she had found means
of arranging another fight with he1
husband and they had been for some
time living on the island called Table
! Island, which was at some little distance
from the mainland. Some Maoris in
canoe had, in passing the island, seen
smoke rising above the trees, which sur.
DriSad them not a 1ittIa &c If was we'll