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Chapter XIII.
WELLINGTON.
“And hope can bring thee near to me,
Nor absence make less dear to me.”
When we saw the city and its bay next morning we were delighted with the place. It is built in a crescent round the bay, which is really, though in quite a different way, as pretty as Auckland.
Port Nicholson is like a lake surrounded by blue hills, dented with bays and dotted with islands, and the entrance to the sea cannot be seen from the city. But the Waitemata Harbour is long and narrow, and runs straight out to the Hauraki Gulf and the open sea.
A great deal of reclaiming has been done at Wellington in order to extend the water frontage. Lambton Quay, the main street, which runs from end to
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