fascinating by every reader of refined and educated taste,
and attractive and edifying by all, not only for what it
tells, but for the bright, chatty, and spirited manner in
which it is told."

=MASSACHUSETTS PLOUGHMAN=:

"One of the most agreeable books. It is a work teeming with
delightful information and anecdote gathered from the broad
fields of literature and art. The great charm of the book is
its colloquial and epigrammatic style, conveying a whole
volume of suggestiveness and facts on every page. Open it
where we may, it reads charmingly, and one is loath to lay
it aside until every page has been perused. In saying that
the book is one of real and permanent value, we pay it a
just and merited tribute."

UNDER THE SOUTHERN CROSS

UNDER THE SOUTHERN CROSS

_OR TRAVELS IN_

AUSTRALIA, TASMANIA, NEW ZEALAND, SAMOA,
AND OTHER PACIFIC ISLANDS

BY

MATURIN M. BALLOU

AUTHOR OF "DUE WEST; OR, ROUND THE WORLD IN TEN MONTHS," "DUE NORTH;
OR, GLIMPSES OF SCANDINAVIA, RUSSIA, AND RUSSIAN POLAND,"
"DUE SOUTH; OR, CUBA PAST AND PRESENT," ETC.

... Of antres vast and deserts idle,
Rough quarries, rocks, and hills whose heads touch heaven,
It was my hint to speak,--such was the process;
And of the cannibals that each other eat,
The Anthropophagi.--SHAKSPEARE.

BOSTON
TICKNOR AND COMPANY
211 Tremont Street
1888

_Copyright, 1887_,

BY MATURIN M. BALLOU.

_All rights reserved._

University Press:
JOHN WILSON AND SON, CAMBRIDGE.

PREFACE.

Dr. Johnson is reported to have said that the best way to travel is to
sit by one's own fireside and read how others have done it; but though
this may be the safest mode it certainly is not the pleasantest. This
any travelled writer knows; and he also knows that could he succeed in
adequately inspiring the reader with his accounts of the delights of
foreign experiences, especially those of the grand, beautiful, and
marvellous exhibitions of Nature, he would surely induce him to add to
his own enjoyment by similar personal experiences. That there is a
degree of pleasure in recording these observations we freely confess;
but that one constantly feels how inadequate is language to convey a
realizing sense of what is actually enjoyed in travel we must as freely
admit. Madame Swetchine was more sarcastic than truthful when she