FROM THE COAST.

Poverty Bay Standard, Volume I, Issue 43, 18 January 1884, Page 2

FROM THE COAST.

[From our Own Correspondent.] Tologa Bay, Uawa (U to land, Awa quickly), during the spring, summer, and early autumn months, has deservedly been acknowledged to be the ne plus ultra of climatic excellence on this Coast, famous as the Coast is for its hygienic advantages geographically as compared with other parts and islands of our adopted country. Surrounded on all sides but one by grass-clad hills, to which grazing herds of cattle and flocks of sheep add pioturesqueness, and which in turn are dominated by an inland mountain range, Uawa village is protected alike from chilly southern blasts, and equally shielded by forest-clad heights from the sultry and enervating influence of the westerly wind. Only by the wind due east is the settlement directly assailable, which very rarely prevails, but which tempered with a little northing constitutes that delightful and invigorating seabreeze of which East Coasters generally are so proud, and don’t forget to talk about. Nor is the village itself without its attractions. There are at least two good hotels on the North side, an excellent billiard-table, pianos, &c.; a splendid river—boats thereon, and fish therein ; Cook’s Cove, rather overdone, by the way, and stale; excellent materials of both sexes for picnic parties; strawberries and cream (S.R.S. Delta—O, the remembrance I); and last, but not least, a class of settlers not to be beaten in New Zealand for social position, hospitality, and right good-fellowship. Just now Uawa is,

metaphorically, ahald»g ©ut iU fiqurqeii rather ruffled by the last postponement of the Land Court, Apropos of said Court; it ia rumored that the Judges will take up their quarters at De Costa’s (late Trimmer's) Ferry Hotel. Notwithstanding, the Northern bonifaces need not despair. Judges and Lands Courts, with their following, are something like comets and their tails — the former the nucleus, but the latter the biggest, and pervading mostly. I’m glad to be able to tell vou that our school is getting on passing well. Mr. Pope’s commendations at the last inspection appear to have infused new vitality into the whole concern, the attendance now of children, both races, far surpassing that of any previous date. Recurring again to the Land Court, I hear it is to be held this time in Patera Rangi's Komiti house, called after Te Kani Takirau, a great chief once upon a time. If visitors will closely inspect the rather intricate tracery work of the front of the house, they will find an effigy of Captain Cook’s craft, the Disco* very neatly worked in. Lots of people don't notice this, Memo :-<-There is a pump in the middle of this house. Would it not be a happy thought to provide other appliances, including soap—for use of clients ? Some of 'em anyhow* I remember some years ag° noticing an excellent cartoon in Punch in which two typical British farmers were represented" as enacting “ pull baker pull devil”—one at the head, the other at the tail, of an apparently much-distressed cow* while a gentleman in forensic habiliments was quietly milking her. Will not my friends— Messrs. Reeves and Hale, good settlers both, and respected in their locality—take the hint and “ bury the hatchet ?" Maoris at Tologa Bay and elsewhere along the Coast will patronise the forthcoming Waka Maori largely, I think, as it will be an exponent of their ideas to other large centres of Native population—more especially as being edited by Mr. P. Ngata, a Maori gentleman of well-known ability. Surely you were joking the other day when you spoke of Mr. Morgan-Morris as a possible candidate for legislative honors. Watching the Coast narrowly, and mixing among all sorts and conditions of men there and elsewhere, I am of opinion that no one else but Mr. Locke will have a chance; but I don't think there will be many Richmonds in the field.