many fine specimens of Eucalyptus Ficifolia now in flower, making masses of showy crimson. The European sycamore and the Gravelia from Australia thrive here also. So also do the people. Most all young cheeks that I have met on the streets are in full, rosy bloom. No town that I have ever seen has so wonderful a background as the celebrated Capetown. Jan. 15. Bright, breezy. Purchased ticket to Naples via Victoria Falls, Beira, Mombasa, the Victoria Nyanza, Aden, Red Sea, and the Mediterranean. Jan. 16. Fine weather. Left for Victoria Falls about 12:30 P.M. Fine ride along sand flat at base of mountains, gradually rising. At 5:15 at Worsuster. Beautiful town, in long beautiful, level, bowlder-strewn glacier valley, in some places several miles wide, perhaps a hundred miles long or more. Finely sculptured mountain range on both sides. Water rather scarce, small streams. Like valleys in S. Cal. Small vineyards here and there. Grapes ripe. Grain harvested. At the head of this long mountain-walled valley, our heavy train of a dozen coaches, drawn and pushed by two powerful engines, climbed on wonderful grades (7 or 8) and curves out upon a
Original journal dimensions: 10 x 17 cm.
Holt-Atherton Special Collections, University of the Pacific Library
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