This page has been validated.
_%C2%B7_Lowth_%C2%B7_183.jpg)
Photo by E.B.G.
Chapter XXV.
QUEENSTOWN AND LAKE WAKATIPU.
“A halcyon sunset held the wine
Of mellow autumn to its lips,”
The train that was to take us to Kingston, on the edge of Lake Wakatipu, left Dunedin early in the morning, and as our host at the hotel told us that no dining-car travelled with it and warned us not to trust to the railway buffets, we allowed him to provide a luncheon basket in addition to the beloved “Phyllis.”
For the first three hours the journey was interesting but after that it became monotonous, merely rather flat country, with not even a glimpse of the sea for
91
