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some different arrangements will have to be made, for 

 the ground at present open will only provide sport for 

 a limited minority. In Christchurch I had met 

 Mr. Arthur Hawley, with whom we had crossed from 

 Sydney, and he being bound on the same errand we 

 left together. From Dunedin we went by rail to 

 Kingston and took a small steamer up Lake Wakatip 

 to Queenstown. The scenery was very beautiful, not 

 unlike Scotland though on a larger scale, minus the 

 heather. From Queenstown a coach took us to Pem- 

 broke, a dear little place on Lake Wanaka, with a most 

 delightful inn. From here we intended to make our 

 real start. An amusing incident occurred during our 

 drive. Along the side of the road lay a miscellaneous 

 collection of large flat stones. A religious fanatic had 

 passed along, as was evident from the obtrusive texts 

 with which he had ornamented each suitable rock. 

 One in particular, with a nice, smooth flat surface, had 

 given him just the chance he wanted. " How shall ye 

 escape the damnation of hell ? " stared at us in huge 

 letters. Shortly after the departure of the text 

 enthusiast had followed a dealer in rabbit poison. 

 He too had remarked the admonitions with which his 

 predecessor had improved the shining hour, and being 

 a gentleman of some humour had resolved to seize 

 upon so good an opportunity for furthering the sale 

 of rabbit poison. Noticing the startling query which 

 had attracted our attention, he had replied by writing 

 in bold letters underneath, " Use Ajax Rabbit Poison ! " 

 The precise method he did not specify. 



