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Title: Through south Westland, a journey to the Haast and Mount Aspiring, New Zealand
Year: 1911 (1910s)
Authors: Moreland, A. Maud
Subjects: Westland, N.Z. (County)
Publisher: London Witherby
Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Toronto

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ain ! The enemy hur-riedly withdrew his head and made off. The clat-ter wakened Transome, who drowsily murmured : Whats the matter now ? and went to sleepagain; but I got no more that night. At 3.30 I got up, and having raked the emberstogether, was thankful to find the breeze had drop-ped, and we could have a fire; but all the break-fast I could offer was a little cream and hot water,and some bread. Then I caught Tom (being thefaster horse of the two) and tied him ready at thedoor, and stood for a few minutes looking out. The sky was very clear, and a cold white lightwas coming up behind the eastern mountains.It was all so still. The cattle had wandered faraway down the river-bed, and I could hear the rivermaking a soft singing to itself—except for an earlylark, no other sound broke the utter peace. I was all alone in this strange, half-enchantedworld. The snows on Mount Aspiring looked greyand uncanny in the dusk, but every moment thelight was growing. And then the sun rose behind
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THE NIGER HUT. 155 the dark hills, the snows flushed and faded—theworld looked up with a smile of sparkling dewdrops,and a little breeze gently swayed the tall plumesof toe-toe and the flax blades. At 4.30 I awokeTransome, and he started for the homestead.Tom cantered and galloped on a loose rein all theway, and covered the ten miles in less than an houron none too good a track. Great was the excite-ment and amusement at the homestead ! but theygave the shipwrecked man a good breakfast,and Mr. Ross, leaving his hay, rode back with him,armed with three fresh traces and a stout rope. Meantime, having packed all in readiness, at sixoclock I went down to the scene of the disaster.There lay the Berline quite unharmed ; the watershad abated a full foot from its bottom boards ;peaceful and blue the river rippled under andaround it, and our forsaken goods lay in a heapuntouched where we had left them last night.I returned to the hut, and fell asleep ; but it was along morning, and about ten

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