My travels in North West Rhodesia : or, A missionary journey of sixteen thousand miles . egg was able to helpme in preparing for my up-country journey. CHAPTER II. Cape Town to Bulawayo. Friday, July EFT Sea Point for town shortly afterbreakfast, as I had to arrange to getmy things to the station, and make a few freshpurchases for the journey. Called on my oldfriend Col. Crewe. I expect to see him againat Christmas at Aliwal. He was ColonialSecretary in the late Progressive Government,and is now one of the Leaders of the Opposi-tion. He gave me a letter of introductionto the Secretary of
My travels in North West Rhodesia : or, A missionary journey of sixteen thousand miles . egg was able to helpme in preparing for my up-country journey. CHAPTER II. Cape Town to Bulawayo. Friday, July EFT Sea Point for town shortly afterbreakfast, as I had to arrange to getmy things to the station, and make a few freshpurchases for the journey. Called on my oldfriend Col. Crewe. I expect to see him againat Christmas at Aliwal. He was ColonialSecretary in the late Progressive Government,and is now one of the Leaders of the Opposi-tion. He gave me a letter of introductionto the Secretary of the Chartered Companyat Bulawayo. It is likely to be of greatservice to me. At 11,30 I said good-bye to my friend Leggand oui train steamed out of Cape Town forthe North. The first part of the journey wasthrough vine-yards,—what is called the wine-farming district, but by bed time we hadreached a part of the country which is verybare both of trees and grass. Mr. Legg was able to render me a greatservice just at the last. I was put into a com-partment with four others. When Mr. Legg. CAPE TOWN TO BULAWAYO. 15 saw this he went and spoke to the pleaded my age and the length of myjourney, and not in vain, for he secured asmall compartment for me that, when filled,only holds three, and I am likely to have itall to myself. There is a nice little table init, and I am able to write with as much com-fort as though in my own study, always, ofcourse, excepting the motions of the train. Saturday, July 25. I had a good night in the train. After awash and good breakfast, felt fit for a goodread and some writing. The weather isdelightful, not a cloud to be seen. The nightsand mornings, however, are rather cold. Itis winter, but to those who have never beenhere before, it is a brilliant summer. We have a long heavy train, and have beenlosing time. We are now running 90minutes late, and I fear it may be more beforewe reach Kimberley, where we are due to-night. There is a g
Size: 1261px × 1981px
Photo credit: © The Reading Room / Alamy / Afripics
License: Licensed
Model Released: No
Keywords: ., bookcentury1900, bookdecade1910, bookpublisherlondo, bookyear1910
