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baths of Rotorua, succumbed to their ills on the road. Some 
of the figures are decked out with pieces of clothing or kerchiefs; 
and the most remarkable feature in them is the close imitation of 
the tattooing of the deceased, by which the Maoris are able to 
recognise for whom the monument has been erected. Certain lines 
are peculiar to the tribe, others to the family, and again others 
to the individual. A close imitation of the tattooing of the face, 
therefore, is to the Maori the same as to us a photographic likeness; 
it does not require any inscription of name. Not having set out 
from Rotoiti before noon, we were obliged to camp on the road. 
The only camping -ground, supplied with water and fuel, is just 
half-way, and is called Tc rewarewa. Here we found a large party 
ot Maoris encamped with their wives and children , who were like- 
wise on a journey to Maketu. 
The 7. May was an unpleasant, rainy day, and it was only 
with difficulty that we advanced upon the slippery, muddy road. 
A short distance from Maketu we were moreover obliged to wade 
knee-deep — in some places even up to the waist — through the 
Kawa-swamp, nearly half a mile wide. The plight, in which we 
arrived, may, therefore, be easily imagined. A messenger on horse- 
back came to meet us, tendering us in the Rev. Mr. Chapman’s 
name a cordial invitation to the Mission station. 1 remonstrated 
that it was impossible for ns to enter a European house in the plight, 
in which we had come out of the mire and swamp; but the mes- 
senger brought word back, that we should come just as we were, 
and I consequently proceeded, with my whole party numbering 
twenty-three persons. Rev. Mr. Chapman received me at his garden- 
gate with a most hearty welcome; the natives shouted their friendly 
“haeremai,” and ere long we were all under comfortable shelter 
beneath the missionary’s hospitable roof. 
The 8. May, a Sunday, was to all of us a welcome day of 
rest. The name of the Mission station is Whare-Kahu, house of 
the falcon, or as we should call it, “the eagle’s eyrie.” Mr. Chap- 
man, is one of the oldest and most deserving missionaries of the 
English Episcopal church , who has passed through the times of 
