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National Geographic : 1962 Apr
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the Maori wars. It was there my grandfather went when, toward the end of the last cen tury, it was first opened up to the white man. With his ax, he won bush farms from the banks of the Wanganui River. After the ax and fire of the pioneers came erosion, flood, and abandoned farms. Now the airplane is bringing fresh life to the hills of the King country, as it is to other depleted districts of New Zealand. At the last war's end the Royal New Zea land Air Force perfected the technique of dropping fertilizer from the air. Now thou sands of tons are spread this way every year (page 496). It means a big boost for agricul tural production. And New Zealand, with its tiny two and a half million population, al 490 ready exports more than 270 million pounds' ($756,000,000) worth of produce a year. I spent my childhood on the fringe of the King country, near the Waitomo Caves, which burrow deep into the earth and glitter with an unworldly beauty. Here thousands of tour ists come every year to see glowworms light the strange skies of the underworld like stars on a summer night (page 480). Butter Flows From Taranaki We journeyed down the west coast of the North Island to New Plymouth, center of Taranaki Province and one of the country's oldest, quietest, and pleasantest provincial cities. It is the sea gate, too, for one of the nation's richest dairying provinces; butter
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