Copy of translation
Melbourne, October

To Miss Weale,

O friend, I salute you. Very great is my love to you whom we have left behind. I salute you friend. Here we are voyaging over the sea together. Enough on this subject. On Sunday the 8th day October our steamer was finished repairing. But on that day our steamer (engine) was injured again. It was a very bad day. The wind blew and the waves were very big all the time until the 19th of October and then again our steamer was injured. We have to – the storm still raging for nineteen hours. To turn to another subject. I am still working at the books you gave us; reading the papers too with regard to the subject of our going to London. But I do not yet arrive at seeing the truth of those lands (land scheme papers). I am still in the dark with regard to those words that scheme. But perhaps to us and to the Maori tribes those lands will be good. No doubt the good will be that it will make us endeavour to save ourselves. But there are many clever Maories who no doubt will be able to understand this land scheme. I have yet something to say. On the 23rd of October, it was discovered that many things had been stolen. One of the sailors stole a gold watch. It belonged to the chief Captaia and was worth a hundred pounds and a reward of £20 was offered to the person who would give any information about the theft. Many other things were stolen by the same sailor, clothes, paint, and money: he has been put in the prison. I much return to my former subject. Our ship was not finished being repaired when we started again for we were again disabled as before. We were not able to steam more than five miles an hour. The weather was still bad, but the rough wind was very fair, therefore we made some way sailing and got more quickly to Melbourne. Very great was the love of God to take us His servants over the sea in safety to Melbourne. On the morning of the 30th of October at 6 o’clock we arrived. Ended is my talk on that subject. Our likenesses, that is those my two friends had of us have all been given away by them to the Europeans. May God take care of you.
My words are ended from
Jackson te Parore

To Miss Weale