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

 Eleanor was in Wakefield's kitchen, a pot of soup simmering away over the range and she was placing another log on the fire when Isaac stormed in, his face betraying the rage he felt. The sound of the vase crashing against the wall made her wince as she looked up at Isaac.


"I'm sorry Eleanor, there's no need to be alarmed," Isaac said rubbing his thinning hair. "That dreadful man irks me, and he can't even see what he's doing. He had to be told and I'm pleased I finally did."


Eleanor had heard the exchange between Isaac and the colonel, as did most of Thorndon. She wiped her hands on her apron and attended to the soup. "You certainly made your point Isaac."


"Will it make any difference? That's what I wonder," said Isaac heading to the kitchen door. "I apologise again, Eleanor, you didn't need to hear that. Now I must leave and attend to Bethia, she is suffering considerably through this latest pregnancy. Good day, m'dear."


Chapter 74