arr adventure in new Zealand. cbap. xiii. 
they had stolen. The rest of the audience dispersed, 
and ran to another village close by. 
The old man continued all day and a great part of 
the night on his rostrum, shouting at intervals towards 
the other village, while we kept constant watch, ad- 
mitting no natives into the house, and refusing their 
food. JMy little slave was trembling with fright, but 
told me that I had spoken well to them, and that the 
things would come back. In fact, they were all brought 
in, except some trifling articles, before our breakfast 
in the morning. At intervals, a native would come 
stealthily into the village, saying that he had found 
tfiis or that on the path or in a potato-garden. The 
chief collected them in a heap as they were brought to 
him, and handed them over to me in the morning; 
claiming, however, utu or payment for his exertions 
in the matter. This I steadily refused ; and we moved 
on to the house of an intelligent young native about a 
mile in the interior. He pressed us eagerly to partiike 
of his hospitality, as the weather was again wet, and 
he wished to prove to us that all the natives of this 
place were not thieves. He produced a certificate from 
the clerk of Evans's whaling-station at Kapiti, and told 
us that he had built the house for him. He and his 
family entertained us very kindly and hospitably, and 
then carried us on their shoulders across the Ohau in 
the morning. 
A tedious walk of fifteen miles along the beach, re- 
lieved by no view but that of the sand-hummocks 
looming in successive long points as we advanced, 
brought us to the mouth of the Manawatii. For- 
tunately, a body of natives were inhabiting the small 
village in which I had slept during my excursion with 
Geordie Young, and they succeeded in getting us 
across in three trips of a small rickety canoe, notwith^ 
