to Warea to see Mr. Reimensieder. Met my Sergeant, and Baines, who waited by my orders till I arrived. They appeared quite happy, and were contentedly living at a carpenter's house on the beach, who came to build a water mill for the natives. The men along with me also put up here, and had a glass of spirits out of my stores, after their walk. Met Mr. Reimensnieder, the old Chief Paora, and several of the natives, a few hundred yards inland, busily engaged in finishing Mr. Reimensnieder's house, hoping to get it ready before my arrival. They all seemed pleased at my appearance amongst them, and welcomed me to their place. Being naturally a very jealous and suspicious people, they made various enquiries of their pastor, Mr. Reimensnieder, as to why the soldiers accompanied me now on my journey, meaning the Police. He replied that they came as friends, and they need not at all apprehend any other motives. The house, which is a small hut, occupied by Mr. Reimensnieder, is comfortable and clean; and we have enjoyed a good dinner in it. Like the St. Kilda house, you must stoop to enter the door. When inside, you can almost stand erect. Wrote a note to the Taranaki Chief, sending him a belt as a gift from me, and telling him it was my soldier belt; but to him it was given as we should girdle our loins together in time of war. Also a note to King, Taranaki.