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370 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1954
"When we were at the job a good many Kanakas used to put in the best of the day looking on, and once that nigger turned up. He stood back with the natives and laughed and did the big don and the funny dog, until I began to get riled."
"Here, you nigger!" says I.
"I don't address myself to you, Sah," says the nigger. "Only speak to gen'le'um."
Pretty soon after, the nigger was turned out of the island for stealing from white men, and went off to the west, where he found men of his own colour, in case he liked that, and the men of his own colour took him and ate him at some kind of a corroborree, and I'm sure I hope he was to their fancy!
I'm stuck here, I fancy. I don't like to leave the kids, you see...they're better here than what they would be in a white man's country, though Ben took the eldest up to Auckland, where he's being schooled with the best. But what bothers me is the girls. They're only half-castes, of course; I know that as well as you do, and there's nobody thinks less of half-castes than I do; but they're mine, and they're about all I've got. I can't reconcile my mind to their taking up with Kanakas, and I'd like to know where I'm to find the whites?