Diary of a tour in South Africa . y at latest. Somefool has blundered! After making vain in- 64 Diary of a Tour in South Africa. quiries at the station and post office, we gaveit up. Later on in the evening it was reportedto us by a guard that he had seen our lettersin a train on the way to Kimberley. We shallnot now get our mail till we reach Ladysmith,and we quite failed to find out what idiot hadperpetrated this little abomination, as whateverviews one may have at home about the re-ceipt of letters in the ordinary way, one isglad enough to get them when home is manythousands of miles distan
Diary of a tour in South Africa . y at latest. Somefool has blundered! After making vain in- 64 Diary of a Tour in South Africa. quiries at the station and post office, we gaveit up. Later on in the evening it was reportedto us by a guard that he had seen our lettersin a train on the way to Kimberley. We shallnot now get our mail till we reach Ladysmith,and we quite failed to find out what idiot hadperpetrated this little abomination, as whateverviews one may have at home about the re-ceipt of letters in the ordinary way, one isglad enough to get them when home is manythousands of miles distant. As usual, I paidmy visit to the Surveyor of Customs, and, asusual, found him most courteous and obliging,which was something to be thankful for. Welunched at the Imperial Hotel, and after-wards drove out to the Cantonments wherethe Professor hoped to find a relation, but,unfortunately, he had left a few days are about 3,000 British troops quarteredhere. Bloemfontein was not a bit interesting; but Diary of a Tour in South Africa. 65 it looked very clean and prosperous, with manyexcellent shops, all in the hands of Britishers ;indeed, I heard nothing but English spokenby white people in the streets, which is a littlesurprising, when one remembers that until aslate as March 12th, 1900, this place was theCapital of a Boer Republic. Cabs were costlyhere—7s. 6d. per hour, and something as usualfor the driver. In the evening we visited aroller skating rink (no roof), crowded withmen and women, Thomas Atkins being muchin evidence. April 17. We left Bloemfontein at nine oclock thismorning, and, after reaching Marseilles, whichis the junction for a branch line to Maseru, thecapital of Basutoland, we were soon travellingalong the border of that country, and all theafternoon had excellent views of its magnificentmountains and plains, extending as far as the 66 Diary of a Tour in South Africa. Maluti range, situated in the heart of thatcountry, and whose
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