CHAPTER XVII. 



ARRIVAL AT THE CAPE OF GOOD HOPE. START ON 

 A HUNTING EXPEDITION INTO THE INTERIOR 

 OF AFRICA. 



THE voyage through the South Sea, was the most pleasant 

 I had yet enjoyed. Yet I was not sorry when we ap- 

 proached Table Bay, and when we came in sight of Table 

 Mountain, which looms up just behind Cape Town, my heart 

 fairly bounded with delight. Mr. Ban-ill's account of the 

 hunting region of South Africa had fired my imagination, 

 and I longed to meet the lion, the elephant, and the rhi- 

 noceros, upon their native plains. 



Table Bay, the harbor of Cape Town, is capable of con- 

 taining the navies of the world. It is generally safe, 

 but during the months of June, July, and August, it is 

 exposed to a heavy swell from the west. A wooden jetty 

 projects for half a furlong into the bay from the east end 

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