A Makipili woman has been
telling Kena how she happens to be here. Formerly her people and these
were at enmity. Makipili sought peace, but had no pig. She was selected
to supply want of pig, and taken with food. When she grew up, the old
man (not her husband) insisted on her living with him.
8_th_.--We had six hours' good walking, and are now encamped under the
shade of Vetura. The country from Epakari to here is very ridgy, and,
after leaving the ridges of Epakari, very barren. Coming suddenly on a
large party of men, women, and children returning from a dance, they were
so frightened when we called out, _Naimo_! that they set off, kits,
spears, and drums, and no fine words would bring them back. We have
seven natives with us; the old chief says he must see us safe to
Keninumu. We passed a fine village--Umiakurape--on a ridge west of
Karikatana; the chiefs name is Vaniakoeta. It would make a splendid
station. The high ridge at the back of Epakari, along which we came, is
1000 feet high, and from it we saw Fisherman's Island, Redscar Bay,
Bootless Inlet, and the whole coast east to Round Head.
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