of is our religion, which we wish to enjoy in quietness. We cannot take from you what you have in your hands." - "I have not a word to say. Rangitikei is all I have to speak about. Do you wish for strife, Mr. McLean? "I will hold all this side, and the other side shall be yours. Rangitikei, Rangitikei, Rangitikei shall be the boundary." - "I now get up to speak. Welcome, welcome, welcome, - my friends, grand-children, and sons, -welcome!" This old Chief recited a piece of poetry; the Ngatiapa joining in the chorus, - "E Kore te po nei tuarua rawa mai.".......