CHAPTER VI 
Cape Town—Beira—Fontesvilla—The Begamiti flats—Wilde- 
beest—Lions—Zebras—Death of Jack—Novel Hyzna trap. 
Then hey for boot and horse, lad, 
And round the world away ; 
Young blood must have its course, lad, 
And every dog his day.—Apam Linpsay Gorpon. 
LEFT St. Helena, in one of the Union 
Castle liners, for the Cape, and on arrival 
at Cape Town was offered quarters on the 
St. George by Admiral Bedford, where I remained 
for a few happy days. I had, however, to push 
on to Durban and Delagoa Bay on my way to 
Beira, where I was already overdue. 
I was not prepossessed by the appearance of 
Beira as it was in my time. It consisted of a 
few houses, an hotel or two, and several stores 
and warehouses built on a sand-spit. A more 
depressing or unhealthy place it would be hard 
to discover. 
In 1905 the railway was not built from Fontes- 
villa to Beira, and the journey had to be made 
in a small steamer, up the Pungwe River, a trip 
taking some seven hours. 
I obtained my licence to shoot big game, and 
paid the tax on my rifles, which consisted of a 
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