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Identifier: throughsouthwes00more (find matches)
Title: Through south Westland, a journey to the Haast and Mount Aspiring, New Zealand
Year: 1911 (1910s)
Authors: Moreland, A. Maud
Subjects: Westland, N.Z. (County)
Publisher: London Witherby
Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Toronto
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nt tocompare it with nothing else. The glacier comesdown to the very fringe of the tree-ferns and theratas, to within 600 feet of sea level and ten milesof the sea—as the crow flies; and this in a climatemoist and warm for the greater part of the year—a climate that favours the most varied productionof rare and lovely ferns, astelias, and many ashrub and plant cultivated with utmost care athome. Was it any wonder that I gazed spell-bound ?—trying to take it in, as the eye travelledover that marvellous picture. There was a fine new hotel being built out on theflat, but we drove to the little old accommodation-house at the edge of the bush—a punga house, i.e.,built of fern-logs on end, filled in with moss andgrass. A house of this kind may even grow—forthe ferns are very tenacious of life, and I have seena fence where the posts were nearly all sending outspreading heads of beautiful fern. There was a central guest-room; and otherlittle rooms had been added as they were needed.
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FRANZ JOSEF : WHERE THE GLACIER AND THE FOREST MEET. (43 THE WAIHO GORGE. 43 Each had its own outer door, and as the windowswere not made to open, I had to keep my dooropen all night; and as I lay in bed could hear therumbling of the glacier and the roaring of theWaiho, and see the stars as they marched acrossthe sky. There was also a store and a post-office,and a weekly coach-service, for the Waiho boastsa gold mine—of which more later. Near the storethere is a room where a service is held once in twomonths, for the diggers and dwellers in the gorge,and we heard there had been a congregation ofnineteen that Sunday. The parson was makingone of his periodical visitations, and came to meetus as we went up to the punga house. The storewas a fascinating place, and I felt sure we shouldlay in some indispensable things for our furthertrip, but I could only get stamps—the cord-soledshoes, picks, billies, buckets, axe-heads, and otheruseful things we left. Transome tried to buy a hat.He h
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