B.A., te M.A., te takuta ranei i au, ka tu au mo te paremata pera i a Ngata. Maku e hiki te ingoa pai o te Maori, maku e korero nga take, maku e tuhituhi nga korero hohonu a te iwi, pera ano i a Ngata. Tera pea, na te pai o aku mahi ka whakahonoretia ahau e te Kuini ki te Taa, ka whakaturia au hei Pirimia mo Aotearoa. Ka takahi au i nga huarahi o te ao. Ka haere au ki Ingarangi, ki Amerika, ki Ihipa ki te korero ki a Naha, ki Inia ki te korero ki a Neru, ki Haina ki te kohete i a Mao, ki Ruhia ki te tohutohu i a Kurutewhe pehea te whakahaere whenua. Ae, maku e hapai te iwi, maku e whakamama nga raruraru. Maku, ka riro mai he whare hou mo nga Maori katoa o Aotearoa, he motoka, he terewihione, he pouaka hukapapa. Enei mea katoa mill in Minginui. I wrote because I have a little story to tell. I am anxious that you should know how it came about that this bird alighted upon the trees at Minginui. Now, when I was at Te Aute the thought came to me that I should go to the university of Auckland, so I could get a B.A., M.A., or Doctorate and so become a big fish of the Maori people. I thought that when I had got B.A., M.A., or Doctor I would stand for parliament just like Ngata did. I would elevate the fine name of the Maori, I would debate on important matters, I would commit to writing the esoteric knowledge of the people just like Ngata did. Perhaps because of my good work the Queen would honour me with Sir and I should be made Prime Minister of New