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

employed by our friends. When the
harvesting was finished there, they had
left to go to a neighboring farm some
three miles Off.
ga sudden change in the weather
frightened the owner of this farm, Mr..
Burton, and he came riding over in hot
| haste to our friends, the Lloyds, to in
quire where he was likely to find some
more Maoris to help to gather in the corn
that was down. Mr.. Lloyd told him OF
some who he thought might be olsen
! gagged; but they were several miles away
! MIR. Burton hurried off at once.
''The next day, while we were sitting
at luncheon, a boy came galloping up tc
/ the house, and sent in "a note to Mr. LloYd
who read it, and then passed it to your
uncle, saying
"'This concerns you, Glover, more
than me-
''Your uncle read it, and then, turning
! to me, said
"I must go at once, dear; there has
! been a dreadful quarrel amongst Mr.
! Burton's MaOris, and a woman has been
/ badly hurt-indeed, the affray is still go
| ing on. Mr.. Burton wishes Mr.. Lloyd
and myself to come at once and see if we
can do any good
SIN less than ten minutes they had
| ridden off, and was left alone. [ could
| not at all account for the uneasy feeling
! that took possession Of me, though il
! was certainly no uncommon occurrence
! for my husband to be called away in
! haste to try to make peace between two
contending parties of natives. Well, !
watched anxiously for the return of our
! people. Two hours passed, and they
were still absent. I began to think that
I would go myself to see how matters
! were proceeding, and ordered horse tic
be saddled, when Mr.. Lloyd returned
with a message from your uncle asking
me to come over, as he wished me to see
! the woman who had been hurt in the fray.
GAS we rode along, I asked Mr.. Lloyd
how it had all happened, and he told me
that the two tribes had quarreled over
this woman. Hopiana, who was her
father, had tried to take her away from
her husband-a slave belonging to the
other tribe. The poor woman chung to
| her husband, who resisted all Hopiana's
endeavors to part them. The father pulled
one way. the husband another. Hopiana
called to some Of his men to help him,
then the other tribe came to the husbands
assistance, and between them the poor
creature had been nearly torn limb from
! limb, and was now lying more dead than
alive. OF course I knew at once that
| the woman referred to was none other
| than Turia.
"When we reached the farm, my hus-
band met me, looking pale, tired, and
! worried; for it was with the greatest
trouble that he had managed to part the
natives and get poor Turia from them.
Angry voices were still to be heard at a
! little distance, which proved that the
natives were ready at a moments notice
to renew the fray.
"'Oh, Mary, I'm so glad you have
come quicklyl The poor little girl is,
! fear, badly hurt. Come and see if you
can do her any good;' and, turning, he
led me to a large wagon, underneath
which, on some straw. lay poor Turia.
''There were several old Maori women
about her doing what they could to al
| leviate her pain; but most of them were
too interested in the discussion going on
amongst the men to pay much attention
to the cause of all the tumult.
81 crept under the wagon and knelt
down beside the girl.
"'Oh, poor little Turia, is this indeed
you? L am SO sorry to see you thus? Do
/ you not remember mother" as you used
| to call me?' [ cried, as the tears ran rapid
| ly down my cheeks and dropped on to
her poor pinched face.
'She opened her eyes with an evident
effort, and looked at me dreamily for q
moment, as though she hardly under
stood me. Then she remembered, and
her face frightened.
(" oh, mother, Turia very glad to see
you again. Turia thought she never see
her good mother any more! Then, as
an expression of the create anguish
came into her eyes, she asked feverishly.
| What they do to my poor Rawidi? My
father bad mamie plenty like to kill
my husband!
Il told her not to be so anxious-that
my husband had influence enough to
/ prevent such a Crime-and then tried to
find out by few gentle questions the ex-
tent Of her injuries.
They tried to take me, mother, from
my Rawidi. she said; but I hold him
tlght-tight! Then they pull mech, so
/ hard. Then | scream, and / think the
! bright spirits come for me. | feel no
more till now; but now there's plenty pain
all over. l like some water; and, oh, /
want to see my Rawidin
| Il sent one of the women to the house
! for some wine-and-wat and, after Civ
| ing 1T to her, went myself for some linen
| cloths, which l wetted with cold water,
and bound tightly round her wrists and
ankles, which had been terribly strained.
Then, leaving the woman to take care o.
her, proceeded in search of my husband
81 found him still in the midst of the
angry Maoris, reasoning, pleading, and
! trying his best TO make peace between
Hopiana and Rawidi, and to induce the
old chief to receive Rawidi as his son.
"When he saw me, he came towards
me.
"I fear it's quite useless, dear he said.
| That old chief is as hard as marble; ]
can make no impression on him! He is
| determined to take Turia away from her
| husband. [ am extremely sorry for all
| the trouble these poor young creatures
seem to have brought upon themselves
but really see no way of preventing it.
Hopiana's is by far the stronger party, SO
l suppose he will do as he says, and take
his daughter away from Rawidi;' and he
sighed YEARLY.
"'Oh, James, I cried, can I not take
the poor child back to the Lloyds' With
US? She Is In great pain, and needs ten
der nursing. Cannot her husband 60 to
her for few minutes? She is begging sc
| hard to see him!'
''He looked back at the angry brown
faces.
"'I am almost afraid to risk it, he re-
turned dubionsly; but it does seem hard
that she may not say a few words in
farewell to him. I'll try to send him to
her presently; but, as for your taking her
back with you, it's quite out of the ques.
ton. They are now making rough
litter on which to carry her away, an9
would not hear of such thing. They
are only too pleased to get her into their
power-for the tribe to which Rawidi be-
! lonos is really Tnnoh stroncrar than Hon