The following interesting letter from Major Ropata, of Ngatiporou, who is now in Austra lia, with the Hon. the Native Mini«ter, ap pears in fche " Waka Maori " of this week : — Sydney, Pom Jaokson, 14 April, 1874. My Feienb — Greeting. I send, for inser tion in the " Waka," some account of my visit to this place, and the things I bave seen here. My coming bere witb Mr McLean was purely accidental. However, on Saturday, tho 4th of April, afc 5 p.m., we left Auckland in the steamer Rangatira, a vessel of fchree masts. At 6 a.m. on the following day we were off tbe Bay of Islands. The wind was on our beam, blowing from seaward. Under steam and canvas our progress was rapid, without comparison. By 6 o'clock in the evening we had leffc the Rerenga Wairua (i. c. place of spirits' departure, North Cape) be hind, and we advanced in the nighfc. In the morning we looked in vain for New Zealand. So we gave up all thoughts of beholding any land for a time. Meantime the wind ooctinued without; intermission day and nighfc. The captain said on Thursday we Bhould see land, and enter Sydney harbor by 10 a.m. ; and afc 9 o'clock, after breakfast (on Thursday) we entered tho heads of Port Jack son. Then we looked aboufc us, which, in fact, was what I came for — to look at the world. Tbere were bays and coves on every side, eacb wifch fcheir shipping in separute berths. Large three-masted vessels, which would fear to navigate our waters, paes an immenee distance into this harbor, and thoir only hindrance is fche delay in gefcting berthed. By 10 o'clock we got into our berth, and Mr McLean wenfc on shore. Oolonel Sfc John and I followed shortly after, and went to a hotel, where we took up our quarters. Afc 12 o'clock nexfc day we wenfc to see the races, about three miles out of town. We travelled by the omnibus; and the rumbling of the wheels of the 'busses was deafening ; it was like the rumbling of thunder. There we saw in very truth a multitude of the Pakeha race. 