In 1863 Huria Matenga woke up at the sight if a storm. She heard people shouting outside. She woke Hemi. They ran to Hohapata, their friend. Then they ran to the beach. They threw a rope but it didn’t reach the boat. Henry Squirrell went to try to get a rope to the other side of the sea but he was smashed against the rocks. The sailors hauled the poor man up.
The captain was the last on the ship. He checked on Henry. He said to himself, “He is dead.” So he went away.
When they were all cosy they saw Henry Squirrell standing up on the boat. Soon he was drowned.
From that day on, if you go to Nelson Museum, you will see some watches, gold and silver; watches for Huria and her companions.
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