The oblong wedge, the Maori order of battle, advanced, singin, in a low tone, and gesticulating in what they would have called a mild manner. On they advanced, the movement raising no suspicion in the breasts of their adversaries, it being part of the customary ritual of the war dance, until the thin end of the phalanx overlapped the Mania, and stood between them and the gates of the pa. Suddenly a change was visible in the antics of the Ngatiroa. Their gesticnlations became violent, their eyes protrnded, their heads were thrown back, and their throats uttered a mighty shont. As the cry passed their lips a stream oí warriors rushed up the banks of the gnlly and joined the cluster of their comrades, now swollen to a compact mass of 600 mee. When the Mania realized the ruse practiced upon them they uever for a moment thought of giving up the fair cause of the incursión without a struggle. Into the pa poured both parties- the Mania to rally round the girl; the Ngatiroa, except the small party expressly told off to carry away the lady, seeking every man an opponent to wrestle with. Each party was anxious to avoid bloodshed, both being "Tribes of the River." The uproar was therefore greater than had they been engaged in actual warfare, it being more difficult to master a man by strength of muscle than to knock a hole throngh hún. At length superior ntunbers preyailed. Those who fought around the lady vrere dragged away. She was roughly seized, and snch a tugging and hanling ensned that, had she not been to the manner bom, she must have been rent in pieces. At last but one young man, a secret admirer of the lady, retained his hold. An active young f ellow, he had so twisted his hands and arms into the girl's hair, and fought so vigorously with his legs, that he could not be removed until he was knocked down senseless. The con test ended, and the bride being borne in triumph to the canoes, both parties proceeded to piek up their weapons and smooth their feathers. Everything had been conducted in the most honorable and satisfactory manner. - Lieutenant Colonel A. B. Ellis in Popular Science Monthly.