December 1848 Sir, McLean, Greetings to you. Where are you now, on the road? Sir, come here quickly. Sir, our plan has gone wrong, it's gone astray. When you got to Port Nicholson, when I heard that, well, I brought together all the tribal groups, and we talked and laid down the acres of the land. Now its fallen on the whole tribal group. Now, there was my son, Kawana Hunia, there were two people whom I said to take control for those acres. Then those two people became angry, and it occurred to me that our decision over this land, Rangitikei, should be left alone.