Author:
Paul W. Feenstra is a historical fiction novelist. Meticulously researched and detailed, his character driven novels create a dramatic window into our chronicled and complex past. Born in Wellington, New Zealand, in 1959, to Dutch immigrants, Paul still commutes to Los Angeles, California, where he worked as a multiple ‘Emmy’ nominated entertainment industry professional.

Will justice prevail over greed and ruthless ambition?

July 1839, without the permission of the English Government, the New Zealand Company ship, Tory, quietly departed England, anxious to reach New Zealand with the utmost speed. Expedition leader, Colonel William Wakefield’s objective is clear –  acquire millions of acres of valuable land from the natives at the lowest possible price.

On board the Tory, Andrew and Eleanor Stewart, young Scottish emigrants indentured to the New Zealand Company, are excited at the prospect of beginning a new life in a perfect town called Britannia. It’s the Utopia the company promised. 

Boundary highlights adversity as settlers struggle to survive the hardships of a new colony. Where mounting claims of illegally obtained lands and deception force local Maori chiefs to resist. How much more can they endure before they finally take action and revolt? 

Caught between the loyalty to their employer, and helping Maori, Andrew and Eleanor encounter schemers and murderers as they challenge the powerful New Zealand Company and the men who govern. Meticulously researched, Boundary is a story of greed and injustice, and draws attention to an often-misunderstood dark passage in New Zealand’s early colonial history.

Boundary

Warily the colonel picked up the South African newspaper, 'The Cape Government Gazette.' As always, the colonel checked the date, it was a recent edition and must have been brought over on a packet ship he thought. He looked down at the article Barrett indicated, as Dickie sat down smiling. The earlier rebuke from Andrew forgotten.


On the 4th September (1841), the Prince Rupert, from London, with one hundred and sixty passengers and cargo for New Zealand, in entering Table Bay, about nine o'clock in the evening, ran aground on Mouille Point, stuck fast, and be-came a total wreck. When the Prince Rupert struck, about fifteen minutes past nine o'clock, she was, on firing a gun, observed from the Bucephalus, Indiaman, at anchor about two miles from the point, within the Bay.


"The Prince Rupert met with a mishap!" stated Barrett smugly, his hands folded across his ample belly and his short legs stretched out before him.


Chapter 57