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pieces, and a lengthy program occupied most of the evening. Real 
ability was shown in the various stunts which were put on after 
the orchestral numbers. 
I was told that the audience represented the brainy element of 
Wellington and that I was expected to address them briefly. The 
chairman said some very pleasant things about the United States 
in the course of introducing me and I was received with pro- 
longed applause. I spoke very briefly, remarking on the value of 
““good terminal facilities’’ in both railways and speakers, and sat 
down after extending greetings from America and the State 
University of Iowa, to which they responded with generous clap- 
ping of hands. 
An informal lunch was served when the program was about half 
over and we adjourned to coffee and sandwiches, with beer for 
those who wanted it. The Chief Savage acted as my escort and 
insisted that I accompany him back to the platform to hear the 
remainder of the program. I was introduced to several of the 
gentlemen present, but my wretched memory serves me so badly 
that I recall the names of but few of them. Among them was 
Mr. Drew, Government Publicity Agent, who arranged for an 
interview with a newspaper man. I also renewed my acquaintance 
with a fellow passenger on the Niagara who lives at Christchurch. 
Learning that I hoped to visit that city in about a week, he warned 
me that I would have to reserve my hotel accommodations at once 
as it would be ‘‘Race Week”’ and the city greatly crowded. 
Mr. Hislop accompanied me to the hotel which we reached at 
about eleven o’clock to find the door locked! A servant responded 
to our knocking, however, and I was admitted. As this was one 
of the most pretentious hotels in the Capital of New Zealand I 
was naturally surprised, but was told that it was a custom of the 
eountry. 
Before leaving the hotel to go to the Savage Club I had been 
handed an official letter which I put into my pocket and forgot 
until after I was in bed that night. It was a formal invitation 
to an eight o’clock dinner to be given by His Excellency, Governor 
Jellicoe and the Viscountess Jellicoe, on August 2. This was an 
honor I had not anticipated, but thanked my lucky stars that I 
had my dress suit along. 
On Sunday July 30 it rained in the morning and I spent most 
of the forenoon writing in my cozy room; among other things 
wrote an acceptance to the invitation of Lord Jellicoe. I also took 
