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Boundary

Author: Paul W. Feenstra is a historical fiction novelist. Meticulously researched and detailed, his character driven novels create a dramatic window into our chronicled and complex past. Born in Wellington, New Zealand, in 1959, to Dutch immigrants, Paul still commutes to Los Angeles, California, where he worked as a multiple ‘Emmy’ nominated entertainment industry professional. Will justice prevail over greed and ruthless ambition? July 1839, without the permission of the English Government, the New Zealand Company ship, Tory, quietly departed England, anxious to reach New Zealand with the utmost speed. Expedition leader, Colonel William Wakefield’s objective is clear – acquire millions of acres of valuable land from the natives at the lowest possible price. On board the Tory, Andrew and Eleanor Stewart, young Scottish emigrants indentured to the New Zealand Company, are excited at the prospect of beginning a new life in a perfect town called Britannia. It’s the Utopia the company promised. Boundary highlights adversity as settlers struggle to survive the hardships of a new colony. Where mounting claims of illegally obtained lands and deception force local Maori chiefs to resist. How much more can they endure before they finally take action and revolt? Caught between the loyalty to their employer, and helping Maori, Andrew and Eleanor encounter schemers and murderers as they challenge the powerful New Zealand Company and the men who govern. Meticulously researched, Boundary is a story of greed and injustice, and draws attention to an often-misunderstood dark passage in New Zealand’s early colonial history.

Paul W. Feenstra · History
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108 Chs

Chapter 102

"Perhaps we should leave?" he suggested to Thompson quietly. "There may be a better way to serve the warrant at a later time."

Shaking his head and muttering under his breath, Thompson turned to the constables still waiting on the other side of the stream.

"Fix bayonets, and advance!" he yelled.

Wakefield looked up in surprise. What was he doing?

Chiefs Te Rauparaha and Te Rangihaeata exchanged looks of disbelief.

Scared and ill-trained, many men stood motionless and didn't respond, frightened to take aggressive action against such a feared and respected warrior as Chief Te Rauparaha.

"You heard me!" yelled Thompson. "Move!"

"We can talk, discuss this like men," repeated the older chief, opening his arms appealing for restraint.

Again, Magistrate Thompson tried to reach for the elder chief's hand.

A flash of anger crossed Chief Te Rauparaha's face as he avoided the weak attempt.