CORRESPONDENCE.

Hawke's Bay Times, Volume II, Issue 53, 3 July 1862, Page 3

CORRESPONDENCE.

To the Editor of ills JlaivJcc s Eat/ Times. Sin, —To the eye of faith things look promising. but to the ordinary eyes of ordinary men, unassisted by the magnifying powers of faith assisted by salary, tilings as regards the Natives look anything but promising. Each weekly issue of local papers brings forth fresh instances and further proof of the “ New Policy.” Each monthly mail lays upon our tables an addition to the already large heap of evidence upon evidence of the utter absurdity of the present system pursued for the “ better government of the native race.” In short, to such a pitch have matters now arrived, that even the Hawke's Bay Herald , that amiable Mrs. Gamp of Almriri, lias given utterance to the ever memorable and never to be forgotten words “which its dreadful,” from which pithy ami original observation the initiated may fairly conclude that matters have at length got to a regular fix, and that unless something be done to bring the Natives within reach of the “strongarm of the law” !! and that right speedily, a general exodus of the people will soon take place. By a beautiful fiction we are supposed at this moment to be enjoying an unbounded security of life and property, and to be protected and encouraged in the pursuit of our honest calling by an energetic, ever watchful, paternal Government. We look towards the North and behold a guiding star of exceeding brilliancy, a sign and token of peace and prosperity ; we turn and look again towards the South, and we see another and yet brighter luminary, Hashing refulgent in the distance. We raise our eyes once more, and verily there is to be seen a glorious comet, whose long and fiery tale tells of unknown powers and authority amongst the luminaries of the political heavens. Afar off these brilliant wonders may be taken as pledges given by an all-powerful Government to an admiring and grateful people, that every man who comes within the benignant influence of their warmth and light shall have and hold his own, without fear and without favor. Alas ! my friend, they are after all but mortal Resident Magistrates and Civil Commissioners, gluttonous swallowers of salaries, false lights bung out to entice the unwary upon the rocks and shoals of one-sided justice. To make matters, if possible, worse, we are bored to death by the periodical braying of divers Balaams, who got paid so much a line for writing eulogies on the “ New Birth,” and by reason of which, we, the outcasts from the elect, are deprived of even the shadow of hope of receiving justice, if peradventure we fall into collision with a Maori,

the result of all which will be that ruin, pale, hungry ruin ! with all her train of direful ills, will stalk triumphant through the land, and the widows and orphans, and the houseless, homeless wanderers, cast out upon the now to them desolate world, will curse, and bitterly curse, the originators and supporters of a system which has driven them forth from their once cheerful homes into the naked wilderness, a byword and a reproach amongst men. And all that misery—and all that sorrow—wrought for the supposed benefit of a race naturally possessed of not one mental attribute upon which may he built the most distant hope of making them other than what they are —the branded sons of Cain ! Vexed and angry shades of Warren Hastings and of Clive, assume your earthly shroud, and come amongst us, and by your reproaches drive us to perforin some worthy act in vindication of our claim to be ranked amongst the sons of that little island which gave ye birth ; for never man was born of woman under the British Hag who ever heard or ever saw the like of such a state of things as that under which we at present live. Yours, &c., Vulpecide. Country Districts, 22nd June, 18G2.