CHAPTER XV.
CONDITION OF THE COLONY.—NO. 1.
I reached Durban, the only seaport in the Colony of
Natal, about the end of August,—that is, at the beginning
of spring in that part of the world. It was just too warm
to walk about pleasantly in the middle of the day and cool
enough at night for a blanket. Durban has a reputation
for heat, and I had heard so much of musquitoes on the
coast that I feared them even at this time of the year. I
did kill one in my bedroom at the club, but no more came
to me. In winter, or at the season at which I visited the
place, Durban is a pleasant town, clean, attractive and with
beautiful scenery near it;—but about midsummer, and
indeed for the three months of December, January and
February, it can be very hot, and, to the ordinary Englishman,
unaccustomed to the tropics, very unpleasant on that
account.
I was taken over the bar on entering the harbour very graciously in the mail tug which as a rule passengers are not allowed to enter, and was safely landed at the quay about two miles from the town. I mention my safety as a peculiar incident because the bar at Durban has a very bad character indeed. South African harbours are not good
