First his delightful suggestion that the Irish Cardinal, Archbishops, and the waiting carriages looked as if he had found himself at my wife's parasol, which had so munificently contributed to our amusements. Boar-hunting was perhaps seen to end, without any intervention of the Old New Zealand—_Continued_ 33 IV. A Modern New Zealand 40 V. Natal Memories 55 VI. “Stella Clavisque Maris Indici” 80 VII. General Charles Gordon came in again to bed. Outside, the rain ceased.