geysers may be seen in an hour's walk. In addition, Rotorua has a beautiful lake, and anyone can catch fish in it; so, little wonder that the town is growing rapidly.
Wednesday, January 15.—At 10 o'clock this morning
we left for a trip on the lake. There were about a
dozen other passengers in the motor boat, and in half
an hour most of them were seasick, as the wind was
blowing a gale. Our destination was a famous spring
eight miles away. This spring heads a river so large
that we sailed in it in a boat. The water gushes up
from a great hole, and with such force that a coin will
not sink in it. The flow is twelve million gallons in
twenty-four hours, and the water as cold as ice. From
the wonderful spring, we went through a wonderful
river to a wonderful fall. Three other boats accompanied
us; tourists are as common here as they
are in Egypt. At the wonderful fall, we ate lunch.
The Grand Hotel sent a hamper along, and we
ate while sitting on a cliff overlooking the mighty
rush of water. At the fall we left the boat, and
took a stage back to Rotorua, stopping on the
way at a thermal center of great interest: Tikitere.
An Irishman married a Maori woman who owns the
place, and he insists upon charging fifty cents admission.
This is the only sight in the district for which a charge
is made; the Irishman is smarter than the New Zealand
government, and every visitor is compelled to pay
two shillings, or miss one of the best sights in the district.
Tikitere covers several acres, and is mainly de-
