FROM VARIOUS NATIVES. 271 
The next two Letters are upon subjects of a 
more general nature : they sufficiently speak their 
own meaning. 
LETTER XXIII. 
A NEW-ZEALAND CHIEF TO THE KING OF ENGLAND. 
King WiUiam — Here am I, the friend of Captain 
Sadler : the ship is full, and is now about to sail. I have 
heard that you, aforetime, were the captain of a ship. Do 
you therefore examine the spars, whether they are good, 
or whether they are bad. Should you and the French 
quarrel, here are some trees for your battle-ships. I am 
now beginning to think about a ship for myself : a native 
canoe is my vessel, and I have nothing else. The native 
canoes upset, when they are filled with potatoes, and other 
matters for your people. I have put on board the Buf- 
falo a mere pounamu and two garments : these are all 
the things which New Zealanders possess. If I had any 
thing better, I would give it to Captain Sadler for you. 
This is all mine to you — mine, 
Titore, to William, the King of England. 
LETTER XXIV. 
FROM ATE, TO THE REV. W. YATE. 
Mr. Yate — How do you do? Sick is my heart for a 
blanket. Yes, forgotten have you the young pigs I gave 
you last summer ? My pipe is gone out, and there is no 
tobacco with me to fill it: where should I have tobacco ? 
Remember the pigs which I gave you: you have not 
given me any thing for them. Forgotten have you the 
ornaments that I took off my boy^s neck, and threw at 
your feet? Mr. Yate, I do not forget you: my pipe is 
empty, there is nothing in it : give some tobacco to me, 
and give me a blanket also. I am your friend, and you 
