Through South Westland : A journey to the Haast and Mount Aspiring New Zealand . we passed the night, withMount Alexander in the backgroimd. C. A. Tomlinson, Phot. ------ 109 Near the Junction of the Rivers, Haast Pass. C. A. Tomlinson, Phot. - - - - - - 115 In the Upper Haast. C. A. Tomlinson, Phot. - 116 The Fish River : Beech Forest. C. A. Tomlinson, Phot. -------- 119 PART II. The Old Homestead ------ 125 A Comer of Lake Hawea ----- 139 The Berline Leaving Pembroke - - - - 144 Our Nights Quarters in the Niger Hut - - - 151 Submerged ___-__- 152 Mr. Ross to the Rescue - - - - - 154 The Berl
Through South Westland : A journey to the Haast and Mount Aspiring New Zealand . we passed the night, withMount Alexander in the backgroimd. C. A. Tomlinson, Phot. ------ 109 Near the Junction of the Rivers, Haast Pass. C. A. Tomlinson, Phot. - - - - - - 115 In the Upper Haast. C. A. Tomlinson, Phot. - 116 The Fish River : Beech Forest. C. A. Tomlinson, Phot. -------- 119 PART II. The Old Homestead ------ 125 A Comer of Lake Hawea ----- 139 The Berline Leaving Pembroke - - - - 144 Our Nights Quarters in the Niger Hut - - - 151 Submerged ___-__- 152 Mr. Ross to the Rescue - - - - - 154 The Berline is Towed Ashore - - - - 156 The Gate of Death ----- 165 The Lone Shieling ------ 167 Rob Roy Gorge ------- 175 Rob Roy Glacier - - - - - - 178 AKea ------- - 184 In the West Branch of the Matukituki - - - 196 The First View of the Silver Cone - - - - 198 The Berline Starts Homewards - - - - 211 We watched him Ride away _ - - - 212 Finis -------- 214 A Sketch 3Iap to show the Authors Route in the Second Journeyis folded in at the end. PABT I. A RIDE THROUGH SOUTH HPiSTCHUHCh NEW ZEALAIvTD SOUTH ISLAND CHAPTER I. THROUGH THE OTIRA. The silence and the sunshine creep With soft caressOer billowy plain and mountain steep And wilderness—A velvet touch, a subtle sweet as love, as calm as earth, on air, so soft, so fine,Till all the soul a spell divine Oer shadoweth. George Essex Evans. Out of the town and along the dusty white roadlined with trim houses, and gardens aglow withcolour: on to country roads less dusty and withfewer and fewer houses, we rode forth one was six oclock. The road-side herbage wasdrenched with dew. A grey-blue haze lay allover the wide Canterbury plains which seemed tostretch away to the farthest horizon, tall gumtrees and fir plantations round the homesteadsbreaking the monotony of their flatness. Every-where the crops were ripening to harvest; anotherweeks sunshine and the wheatfields that wavedall golden now wou
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