Kafiti.

I cannot close the account of the West Coast without a reference to the beautiful Island of Kapiti, that lies midway between Wellington and Wanganui, and is as still worthy a visit as any spot in New Zealand. In the old whaling days, the Island was the rendezvous of numerous crews, and their doings, together with the relics left behind them, still form the topic of the camp fire of the visitors to this interesting spot. There is any quantity of fishing and shooting, game being plentiful; the scenery is unrivalled—rocks, cliffs, indentations of the coast unfolding marine [unclear: news] of surpassing loveliness. The size of the trees on the Island is a surprise to the visitors. As the island is in the occupation of Mr. Field, intending visitors would have to make application for permission to visit it. This has at all times, so far, been freely granted. Information as to the fauna, &c., &c., can be obtained from Mr. S. H. Drew, jeweller, Wanganui, who, it may be said, knows the island thoroughly, and no one is more competent to speak with authority than he, on not only the native birds and fishes of the coast, but of their habits and location, and no one is more ready to impart that information to others. Messrs. Pollard and Simes, of Wanganui, will make arrangements for parties wishing to visit the island, and will provide tents, boats, and provisions if necessary.