Shelter there was none, except what page 54a few flax bushes and some tumbled rocks afforded, one of which hung above her head and which looked as though a push might send it down and crush her. But, at last, the great shaking ceased, and the jaws of the taniwha remained open wide, so that there was no way of escape for hapless Hinerau. Below her were the agitated waters, and on her right and left great gaps in the land opened up like the jaws of some great taniwha, sometimes open and sometimes closed. A great cliff rose above her, which not even one of her lovers could climb, and surely, not the daintily formed Hinerau, supple though she was. Some of the land went up towards Rangi and some plunged down to the Reinga, or the depths and everywhere she saw tumbled masses of rock. Suddenly, the land began to shake with a great shaking, causing Hinerau to become sick with fear. Here, she thought, might be found someone who would put her on the right track again for her kainga, but no one could she see, for Waikare seemed very lonely and empty. Just as night was coming on she caught sight of a great sheet of water she had never seen before it was the "Sea of the Dashing Waters," of which she had heard her elders talk. One day in her quest she went deep into the bush and climbed a high hill soon she lost her way amid the trackless forest, for one tree was like another, and one fern the same as the one just passed-not even one of the patu-pai-arehe did she see, though these, perhaps, might have led her into the fairies' strongholds. She, therefore, sought out all those rare sweetsmelling plants for which Huiarau is famed, wherewith to prepare the ointments and perfumes so dear to the Maori maids. One thing she determined to observe, and that was to keep her heart and mind clean and true and her person sweet, so that by no chance should she fall under the spell of the patu-pai-arehe (the fairies of Maoriland). She was famed for her beauty and goodness of heart, and many suitors sought to win her for a wife, but though the maiden liked them all, and was greatly impressed by their mana, she loved none, yet she was not unmindful of the fact that some day she must choose between one or other of her lovers so she did as other Maori maidens did: she made herself as attractive as possible. Hinerau, a Maori maiden of Tuhoe, lived in a kainga at the foot of Huiarau. One of these falls is named Te Tangi-o-Hinerau ("The crying of Hinerau"), and it probably was bestowed in order to account in some way for the formation of the lake itself and the massive mountains on its rim. In a region peopled by folk so full of romance as the ancient Maoris were, it will not be wondered why the falls bear such poetical names, in keeping with less beautiful sights in the form of rocky headlands and dark and dismal caverns. In the summer time, of course, the volume and beauty of these falls is not that of winter, when the rivers are full. Around Waikaremoana and up some of the most picturesque bays and inlets there are many beautiful falls, some of them worthy of the artist's brush, and all of them merit a visit from the tourist.
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