O Sire, our loving Parent,—
We greet you. The Magistrate has come hither to our village. We have saluted [lit., sighed towards] the law, that it may be a loving parent to benefit the children, the old women, the old men, the orphans, and the poor. A certain portion of our land has been ceded to us for him, that is, upon your name. We rejoice over this great boon which has come amongst us, namely, the law of the Queen, which is to arrange the portions of our land that they may be right; for our roads, that they may be made straight; and for all good works also, that they may be performed [introduced] among us, lest the root of bitterness spring up, and the many be confused.
From me,
Rawiri Rangikatia.
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