LIST OF UNCLAIMED LETTERS.

Lyttelton Times, Volume IV, Issue 183, 8 July 1854, Page 6

LIST OF UNCLAIMED LETTERS.

Post Office, Ltxtelton. Jtme 30th, 1854. Ashton, P. Moor, Dr. T. R. Boddington, Edward,2 M«-'Farlaue, John Bunny, H. Morgan, Mr. Barnet, Winfred Monk, Rd., 2 Best, Mr. Parsons, W. 2 Collins, Miss, 2 Reaves, Mr. Cornish, Sydney Reardon, John Colville, A. L. Streaton, Rd. Calvert, C. A. Storer, W. Derine, T., 2 Stewart, John Dobson, E. Stewart, Frederick Fisher, H. T ? Sigley, Thos. Finimore, I. T., 2 Simson, W. Francis, P. L. Stoneham, W. Curtis Fawcett, Mrs. Turner, Mrs. (Jell, J. P. (M.A.) Temple, Miss Gibson, Thos. Thompson, Mr. W. Herbert, Thos. H. Ward, Crosbie Hunt, G. L. Ward, Hamilton Hill, E. F. Wedge, C. Hare, Mr. Wakefield, Felix, 2 Knight, Henry Wardour, Harriet, 2 Laraman, Phillip Welch, W. P. McKenzie, Francis A. White, Alfred St. John McGregor, James Wilkinson, T. W. L. Howard, Postmaster.

- To the Editor of the Lyttelton Times. Lyttelton, July 5, 1854. Sir, —In common with many others I read with regret the ill-tempered attack on our Postmaster in your paper of Saturday. It is not as an apologist for Mr. Howard, but as a lover of straightforward dealing, that I shall endeavour with your permission to counteract the effect of that letter, which by its tenor and signature was evidently meant to injure the Postmaster at head quarters. With respect to his absence on the day referred to, it must have been well known to your correspondent that the funeral of our lamented friend Mr* Deans took place that day at Christchurch, and that every friend of his, who could at all contrive to go, attended it. It remains to be ascertained whether the rules of the office insist on the presence of the Postmaster during office hours, under all circumstances, and if not, what are the exceptions, for we can imagine the writer of that letter complaining of his absence even while attending the funeral of a wife or child. ■- I would correct the mis-statement of your correspondent, that the mail communication between this town and Christchurch was looked upon by us as a great benefit, for we seldom use it, preferring to pay a little more to private carriers, who leave the letters at our offices. There certainly has been much discontent from time to time with the arrangements of the Post-office, but the only complaints worthy of notice, I believe, have been with respect to the delay in the delivery of English mails ; and this is known to be caused by want of efficient assistance at such times. If a "memorial" to the Postmaster-General be projected, I would suggest, as a practical measure, that it should be h request to allow the necessary assistance to the Postmaster. As it has been found, on enquiry, that every mercantile person in Port disclaims the authorship of that letter, I would suggest to the writer that if his forbearance on "this occasion "has reached a point beyond which it cannot, go," he had s better retire from the pursuit of business, which will surely lead to trials of temper greater than his present grievance. I am, Sir, yours obediently, A Lyitelton Merchant.

We have been requested to insert the following letter on the death of the Maori chief, Teaki Pohau Wakahoro. Rapaki, March, 1853. The sickness and death of this man has wiped one great name from the book of the world. 3 -v In the month of March just passed, on the Bth day, died Teaki Pohau Wakahoro, principal Chief of the Nga Te Kaweriri, the Nga Te Teruahekiheki, the Te Ataumarewa, the Hme Kakai, the Tawarepawepa, the Te Rakoamoa, the Maru, and the Tuahiriri Tribes. On Friday the 10th, he was buried and went to Heaven, and dwelt with God our Father, in the place reserved for us, from the ransoming of the world. He has passed from death to life. He is separated from us in this world. Listen all of you to me ; because my friends I have lived in this world as an orphan. My friends, read out my epistle of love for my brother, on the occasion of his death. His Spirit has fled from this world to the other. Oh! my friends, the white men, print this letter in the newspaper, for all of you, for Maoris and white men of every place, to the ends' of the world. Oh ! ye who sell, ye who walk about, ye who work, ye who sleep, ye who pull in boats, read in the newspaper of my love for my brother. From me, Nakini George Williams.