and waved carelessly about in his right hand, as he rode on horseback. He is a fine, intelligent looking man, but not strikingly so. Not nearly so much of determination in his features as Te Hapuku possesses; nor even so much of the gentleman, in countenance, as Te Rawiri, a cousin of his at Turanganui; but in reality he is, and is freely acknowledged by all the natives, to be one of the greatest men on this side of the Island. After 2 p.m., the natives had a Meeting, about the sale of land for a township; which was opposed by Tahae, a Chief who claims the entrance to Turanganui river; also by Rawiri, and Wakakuri. In favour, Waka Horitiroa Komiro, and Turangi; also the great majority of the younger people. Raharuhi spoke most fairly; but on the whole, evasively in some respects. He has a bad countenance. The great fear against having a town is their being put in gaol for theft, which they seem to dread greatly. I told Te Kani, as they were so divided in their conversation, and