I am ashamed to say I was more or less ill all the way, but, fortunately, F- was not, and I rejoiced at this from the most selfish motives, as he was able to take care of me. We saw no land between the Lizard and Cape Otway light-that is, for fifty-seven days: and oh, the monotony of that time!-the monotony of it! Our decks were so crowded that we divided our walking hours, in order that each set of passengers might have space to move about for if every one had taken it into their heads to exercise themselves at the same time, we could hardly have exceeded the fisherman's definition of a walk, two steps and overboard. Now I must give you an account of our voyage: it has been a very quick one for the immense distance traversed, sometimes under canvas, but generally steaming. One thing she hopes will plainly appear,-that, however hard it was to part, by the width of the whole earth, from dear friends and spots scarcely less dear, yet she soon found in that new country new friends and a new home costing her in their turn almost as many parting regrets as the old. They simply record the expeditions, adventures, and emergencies diversifying the daily life of the wife of a New Zealand sheep-farmer and, as each was written while the novelty and excitement of the scenes it describes were fresh upon her, they may succeed in giving here in England an adequate impression of the delight and freedom of an existence so far removed from our own highly-wrought civilization: not failing in this, the writer will gladly bear the burden of any critical rebuke the letters deserve. They are published as no guide or handbook for the intending emigrant that person has already a literature to himself, and will scarcely find here so much as a single statistic. These letters, their writer is aware, justly incur the reproach of egotism and triviality at the same time she did not see how this was to be avoided, without lessening their value as the exact account of a lady's experience of the brighter and less practical side of colonization. How We lost our horses and had to walk home My first and last experience of camping out Death in our new home-New Zealand children A young colonist-the town and its neighbourhood Riddick, and David Widger STATION LIFE IN NEW ZEALAND By Lady Barker.

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