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had so lately suffered from had become already 

 memories of the past, for now I felt fit for a tramp 

 of twenty or more miles without the slightest dread 

 of breaking down in the effort, a fear that had often 

 haunted me in the days gone by ; and no pleasant 

 sensation it was, to have, in a distant uncivilized 

 land, where transport would become a matter of 

 great difficulty. 



Every eastern-travelled Englishman is aware of 

 the difference of climate that exists at the same 

 season of the year, between the hills and plains of 

 India; the same occurs in Zulu Land, and why 

 should it not here? It certainly does, and from the 

 propinquity of the Indian Ocean, I am inclined to 

 believe even in a more marked degree. 



Lengthened sojourns in nearly every habitable 

 part of the earth have caused me to draw com- 

 parisons between the respective merits of each, and 

 unless my limited experience here, has led me astray, 

 I consider this land as near perfection as possible, 

 for why ? the majority of cereals can be successfully 

 cultivated, all sub-tropical fruits, or many of them, 

 could not fail to do well, while the great vegetable 

 sources of wealth, which have been the main-stay of 

 our Indian and Chinese merchants, such as cotton, 

 sugar, indigo, opium, Peruvian bark, and tea, — as 

 far as a simple temporary visitor's knowledge goes, 

 would equal in their productiveness the crops they 

 produce, even in their own native habitat. 



