NEW ZEALAND.

Manawatu Standard, Volume XLVIII, Issue 292, 7 November 1928, Page 3

NEW ZEALAND.

GEM OP EMPIRE.

(By “World Traveller” in the Pastora

Review.)

A month recently spent in New Zealand was one of continual pleasure and delight, and I left the IsLands with a feeling that no more pleasant place in the world could be found to settle down when one had passed his prime. From Auckland to Invercargill, it was one long panorama of beauty and comfort. The country homes one passes en route, in their setting of beautiful timber, gardens and green pastures, made one proud to think it was a portion of the Empire to which one belongs. Our routo took us from Auckland to beautiful New Plymouth, from there to another pretty town, Wanganui, then on through glorious sheep and farming country to thriving Palmerston North, to Hastings and Napier. Hospitality, courtesy and good food throughout. However, we carried enough food from centre to centre, so did not sample the wayside, so called, hotels. We had such a terrible experience in Australia of country hotels, that it had made us wary. Napier is a delightful town, situated on the sea coast with a vast marine parade. From Napier our route took us through the wonderful Wairar.apa country, all the wav beautiful well watered farms with high class stock, beef and dairy cattle and British breeds and crossbred sheep showing as far as the eye could reach. Wellington, .our next place of stay, is the capital and seat of Government for both Islands. North and South. Here one gets wnat tourists look for. splendid hotels, great attention and excellent food. Boat took us and our car to Lyttelton, a trip of 12 hours, where we found a grand land-locked harbour. In a short .time, about an hour, we reached the great city of the plains, Christchurch. From there our route took us through farm after farm, all in full swing with crops and stock, to Timaru, Oamaru and Dunedin. Hardly a soul on the whole journey who wasn’t of one’s own race. And. loyalty, why their loyalty is as high as it is in Barbadoes, West Indies, where you are told that “If England attacked, Sah, Barbadian come in.”. The beautiful city of Dunedin, the Edinburgh of the South, where you are told you must add “Mac” to your name if you wish to prosper, entranced us for a few days, and then on through the noted Taieri Plains to Invercargill and up to glorious Lake Wakatipu, and a week m the splendid lakes district finished our motor tour —one that will remain in our memory whilo life lasts. All good wishes for happy and beautiful New Zealand, the Empire’s Gem