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Show - ^ and turned to flee, but was confronted by more non-smiling white men. Every direction he attempted to run he was confronted by the strangers. He was surrounded. His heart was filled with terror. His dream world then transported his spirit in the flash of the sun's rays to the great white bird of the Pakeha, which sails the deen waters of Tangaroa's domain. He was standing in the center of its deck. All about him, sitting at rigid attention were the fierce unfriendly Pakehas, staring at him in anger. One who seemed to be their leader was sneaking in their strange tongue. He could tell that they were discussing his fate. A fair haired handsome Pakeha stepped f orx»rard, and he recognized him to be the one he had recently met. Henry Busbv smiled at him and seemed to be sneaking in his behalf, but the others would not agree with his words and remained unfriendly. Then suddenly they all rushed in upon him and cast him over into the Sea of Kiwa. He was sinking to his doom when in a flash of light he found his snirit in another strange place. He was standing beside Henry Busby. As he looked about him, he saw |
