Let us be grateful to Adam our benefactor.

He cut us out of the "blessing of idleness," and won for us the "curse of labor." -- Pudd'nhead Wilson's New Calendar.
We soon reached the town of Nelson, and spent the most of the day there, visiting acquaintances and driving with them about the garden--the whole region is a garden, excepting the scene of the "Maungatapu Murders," of thirty years ago.

That is a wild place--wild and lonely; an ideal place for a murder.

It is at the base of a vast, rugged, densely timbered mountain.

In the deep twilight of that forest solitude four desperate rascals--Burgess, Sullivan, Levy, and Kelley--ambushed themselves beside the mountain-trail to murder and rob four travelers--Kempthorne, Mathieu, Dudley, and De Pontius, the latter a New Yorker.