the white man brought guns and powder, but he spoke to no one. He
was pondering over the future of his tribe, but the problem was too
much for him. The white men were strong and were overrunning his
land. His last injunction to his warriors was, that they should
listen to the words of his Pakeha, and that they should be brave that
they might live.

When the British Government took possession of New Zealand without
paying for it, they established a Land Court to investigate the
titles to lands formerly bought from the natives, and it was decided
in most cases that a few axes and hoes were an insufficient price to
pay for the pick of the country; the purchases were swindles. Laming
had possession of three or four hundred acres, and to the surprise of
the Court it was found that he had paid a fair price for them, and
his title was allowed. Moreover, his knowledge of the language and
customs of the Maoris was found to be so useful that he was appointed
a Judge of the Land Court.

The men who laid the foundations of empire in the Great South Land
were men of action. They did not stand idle in the shade, waiting
for someone to come and hire them. They dug a vineyard and planted
it. The vines now bring forth fruit, the winepress is full, the must
is fermenting. When the wine has been drawn off from the lees, and
time has matured it, of what kind will it be? And will the Lord of
the Vineyard commend it?

FIRST SETTLERS.

The first white settler in Victoria was the escaped convict Buckley;
but he did not cultivate the country, nor civilise the natives. The
natives, on the contrary, uncivilised him. When white men saw him
again, he had forgotten even his mother tongue, and could give them
little information. For more than thirty years he had managed to
live--to live like a savage; but for any good he had ever done he
might as well have died with the other convicts who ran away with
him. He never gave any clear account of his companions, and many
people were of opinion that he kept himself alive by eating them,
until he was found and fed by the blacks, who thought he was one of
their dead friends, and had "jumped up a white fellow."

While Buckley was still living with the blacks about Corio Bay, in
1827, Gellibrand and Batman applied for a grant of land at Western
Port, where the whalers used to strip wattle bark when whales were
out of season; but they did not get it.

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