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...Zealand is a land of diverse and gentle beauties, from the semitropic grasslands and steel-blue lakes of the north to the magnificent fiords, mountains and waterfalls of the cooler south. Life, too, tends to be placid for New Zealand's 2,590,000 inhabitants. Cradled in the arms of a welfare state, they have practically no unemployment, easily buy houses on government loans and are cared for with "womb-to-tomb" government benefits. The Maori word apopo, the equivalent of Latin America's mañana, symbolizes the New Zealander's belief that much, and perhaps...
Perilous Balance. As might be expected in such a country, New Zealand has problems, and solutions cannot be put off until tomorrow. One big problem is a dog-chasing-tail economy: with little industry of its own, the country depends heavily on exports of its butter, beef, mutton and wool to balance the steady flow of imports that its people need. The balance has become so perilous that New Zealand has decided to make some major changes in its economy. Last week the government approved the creation of a native steel industry that will refine ore from New Zealand...
PRINTING TIME has become an international operation that turns out, almost simultaneously, 3,495,000 copies in the U.S. and 843,000 abroad, in ten printing plants. As of this week, the number is increased to eleven, for this is the first issue to be printed in New Zealand...
Time Inc. does not own its own printing plants, but prefers contract arrangements with local firms-the latest being New Zealand Newspapers, Ltd. in Auckland. Until now, the magazines were flown 1,629 miles from Melbourne, Australia, but henceforth, 35,000 copies will be printed in Auckland, then shipped by air and rail to other points-passing through towns with such colorful Maori names as Te Awamutu, Taumarunui and Ohakune. We expect our New Zealand subscribers to get TIME at least two days earlier...
...Glorious Spoilt Children. This third novel by Sylvia Ashton-Warner, the greatly gifted New Zealand teacher and writer, displays all the qualities of style, feeling and subject matter that made her earlier books (Spinster, Incense to Idols, and the autobiographical Teacher) unforgettable. Except that this time she has pushed these qualities to an unbearable extreme, to create what is finally a fascinating and disturbing book, but a failure...