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from the whitest of the white to the blackest of the black. 

 There are no greens or blues of course, but practically every 

 other possible color. I^eaving Cape Town, you can not go in 

 any direction into South Africa without climbing a mountain, 

 because the whole of the interior of South Africa is really an 

 elevated plain. The first thing to do is to climb upon that 

 high tableland, and the scenery is then very striking. This 

 picture is the Hex River. This is the pass by which the 

 narrow gauge railroad goes through the mountain. My other 

 pictures refer to the ground above, and will give you some 

 idea of the general landscape in South Africa. 



Now you have heard about the Veldt and Kopje. The 

 Veldt is fiat ground. The kopjes are made of very hard 

 rock. That was the trouble in the Boer War. The soldiers 

 must march along such a road as this or on the wide gently 

 sloping plains, and anyone could easily fire down upon them. 

 The kopjes then made one of the most serious troubles in 

 the Boer War. 



You must think of the region we visited up above the 

 Table I^ands as practically desert. The winds that come from 

 the Indian Ocean all across South Africa have lost practically 

 all their moisture before they reach the western side of the 

 continent. You are three or four thousand feet above the 

 sea and it is practically desert. Very little rains falls there. 

 That region is called the Kara Desert, the northern part is 

 called the Kalahari Desert. I suppose you think that South 

 Africa ought to have a very fine set of trees of its own. In 

 the Cape of Good Hope you find trees, but in the rest of 

 Africa the majority of the trees have been imported. In 

 fact the only native trees you can see are thorny bushes. 



At one of the first stations we stopped, we got out to 

 examine the country. This picture shows two of our party. 

 There were two ladies in that party of which I was a member. 

 One of the first things we saw was an old fortification, now 

 falling into ruins. There are many of these scattered over 

 the country, usually where the road forks, the idea being, of 

 course, to keep watch of the roads. The roads are like our 



