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Te Pipiwharauroa 103

Te Pipiwharauroa 103

No.103
1906/08


[1] Te Pipiwharauroa, He Kupu Whakamarama, Number 103, Gisborne, October 1906.

‘THE SMELL OF THE FIRES HAS GONE.’

In Captain Cook’s account of his arrival at Turanganui he said, ‘For the face of the Country appears with a variety of hills and Vallies, all cloathed with woods and Verdure, and to all appearances well inhabited, especially in the Vallies leading up from the Bay, where we daily saw Smoke at a great distance inland.’ [Captain Cook’s Journal] The elders still hold on to memories of the days when the face of the land was covered with houses and people. Now in these days the land has been lost - lost people, lost land.

Te Pipiwharauroa 102

Te Pipiwharauroa 102

No. 102
1906/09


[1] Te Pipiwharauroa, He Kupu Whakamarama, Number 102, Gisborne, September 1906.

THE COUNCIL ACT

Since the Council Act has been repealed it is appropriate to look carefully at the content of this act, the good things and the bad things, although perhaps we are not the right people to reflect upon this law because we have not been involved with the activities of the Land Court. One part of this Act has borne fruit, the Block Committee. It is clear that most of the Act was wrong because it has not had positive results.

Te Pipiwharauroa 101

Te Pipiwharauroa 101

No. 101
1906/08

(Maori Version at NZETC.)

[1] Te Pipiwharauroa, He Kupu Whakamarama, Number 101, Gisborne, August 1906.

A MURDER AT THE RACE COURSE.

We have often pointed out that one of the evils of betting is that people’s hearts are hardened. Some people bet, one of them loses £10 and is sad, the person who won the £10 from him is happy and feels no compassion for the one who had the £10 – his heart is hardened. The one who took from him the £10 gave him nothing for his money – no property, no horse, nor warmth [werawera]; however he, by luck or theft has profited. When Christ was hanging on the cross, gnawed by pain, the soldiers gambled for his clothes – they had hearts of stone, they had no compassion.