Mr. Tahiwi Says No.

Mr. Tahiwi, for the negative, then inflicted another heart-rending picture upon us, one of babies being torn from cradles and slaughtered to the accompaniment of loud laughter from munition kings.

Miss Souter, seconding Mr. Tahiwi harkedback to the good old days when we flitted through tree-tops (cheers) casting coconuts at next-door neighbours in the most approved simian fashion. Surely we aren't still the same? Haven't we abandoned war along with our talls?