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id: 56471
author: Fussell, J. C. (James Coldham)
title: Corporal Tikitanu, V.C.
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  Werra, where te Maori come in? Ah! Eh? When left to himself the manly Maori boy pictured up the whole scene as well as he could, and longed to get back to the trench--or over the parapet--to pay out the demons who had outraged Marie's noble people. What about te Maori?


id: 33342
author: Maning, Frederick Edward
title: Old New Zealand: Being Incidents of Native Customs and Character in the Old Times
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words: 50426
sentence: 1968
flesch: 73
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  tapu_,--what I have called the personal _tapu_; not the more dangerous and dreadful kind connected with the mystic doings of the _tohunga_, or that other form of _tapu_ connected with the handling of the dead. One of the effects of this temporary extra _tapu_ was that the parties could not enter any regular dwelling-house, or, indeed, any house used by others.


id: 29070
author: Hay, W. Delisle (William Delisle)
title: Brighter Britain! (Volume 1 of 2) or Settler and Maori in Northern New Zealand
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words: 79308
sentence: 3780
flesch: 77
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  And what is it in Rakope's cheeks and chin, and rare red lips and pearly teeth, that makes one think of peaches and of rosebuds and of honey, and of many other things that are nicest of the nice? Other men who are journeying on the roads or rivers somehow become attached to Miss Ada's luggage.


id: 39361
author: Maning, Frederick Edward
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flesch: 75
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title:
  Old New Zealand: A Tale of the Good Old Times And a History of the War in the North against the Chief Heke, in the Year 1845

summary:
  I must, however, notice that these instances were only evasions of the _tapu_ of the ordinary kind, what I have called the personal _tapu_, not the more dangerous and dreadful kind connected with the mystic doings of the _tohunga_, or that other form of _tapu_ connected with the handling of the dead. Now one of the effects of this temporary extra _tapu_ was that the parties could not enter any regular dwelling-house, or indeed any house used by others.


id: 42228
author: Hamilton-Browne, G.
title: Camp Fire Yarns of the Lost Legion
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  Old men and women would crawl out of their huts, stragglers would hurry up to join the throng, until every man, woman and child belonging to the tribe would be rocking and wailing as if their very heart-strings had been wrung with woe by the most personal disaster. They had plenty of good men, both friendly natives and volunteers, with a sufficiency of Armed Constabulary (the Colonial Regulars) to give them backbone, but the officers (unfortunately) considered discretion to be the better part of valour and mistook timidity for prudence, so much so that they missed their chance and covered themselves with something like disgrace.


id: 41258
author: Marsden, Samuel
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title:
  Memoirs of the Life and Labours of the Rev. Samuel Marsden, of Paramatta, Senior Chaplain of New South Wales; and of His Early Connexion with the Missions to New Zealand and Tahiti

summary:
  The Editor would make his kind acknowledgments to the Church Missionary and London Missionary Societies for the free use of the hitherto unpublished correspondence of Mr. Samuel Marsden in their hands; and to J. S. Nicholas, Esq., who accompanied Mr. Marsden on his first visit to New Zealand, for the use of a valuable manuscript account of his residence in New South Wales, containing much information respecting Mr. Marsden. Tooi and Teterree--Mr. Marsden's Second Voyage to New Zealand--Progress of the Gospel there--Shunghie--His ferocity--Mr. Marsden returns to New South Wales--Third Voyage to New Zealand--Malicious charges brought against him in his absence--A Commission of Inquiry--Its result--Letters, etc.--Approbation of the Government 129 The Bay of Islands, New Zealand (_Engraving_) 133 CHAPTER IX.


id: 33619
author: Henty, G. A. (George Alfred)
title: Maori and Settler: A Story of The New Zealand War
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  Mr. Renshaw had paid a visit to Mr. Atherton directly he had heard from Wilfrid his story of the fray, and thanked him most warmly for his intervention on behalf of his son. I do not think we are really doing them much kindness, though of course we are doing the best we can for them, Mr. Atherton said to Mr. Renshaw.


id: 44726
author: Buick, Thomas Lindsay
title: An Old New Zealander; or, Te Rauparaha, the Napoleon of the South.
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  By this marvellous reversal of fortune Te Rauparaha was not slow to profit; and no sooner had the firing of the defenders slackened than his men crept up to the walls, and, as an essential precaution, filled up the loopholes through which the Ngai-Tahu marksmen had taken aim. Canoes were at this time his great desire, for by them only could he cross over to the island of Waipounamu, is the explanation of the position given by Tamihana Te Rauparaha; and, if the Muaupoko could gratify that desire, Te Rauparaha was not the man to refrain from making a convenience of his enemies, as well as of his friends.


id: 21316
author: Fenn, George Manville
title: The Adventures of Don Lavington: Nolens Volens
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  That's a true word, Mas' Don, cried Jem. It was a busy day at the yard, for a part of the lading of a sugar ship was being stored away in Uncle Josiah's warehouses; but from the very commencement matters seemed to go wrong, and the state of affairs about ten o'clock was pretty ably expressed by Jem Wimble, who came up to Don as he was busy with pencil and book, keeping account of the deliveries, and said in a loud voice,-- What did your uncle have for breakfast, Mas' Don? Coffee--ham--I hardly know, Jem.


