CHAP. III. 
STELLENBOSCH. 
Having finished what business I had in Cape* 
town, 1 left it at five o'clock in the morning, Nov. 21, 
for Stellenbosch, to remain there till the hot weather 
should be over. I travelled with my friend Mr. 
Duncan in the post-waggon, drawn by ten horses. 
Though great part of the road was over deep sand, 
yet we were drawn by small, high-spirited, African 
horses, about six miles an hour. We observed no cul- 
tivation, except on the side of Tiger Mountain, till we 
came to Mynheer Jansen's, the half-way house, where 
we halted to take breakfast, which consisted of cold 
salted mutton, hot roast lamb, ham, eggs, and tea. 
The master, mistress, and slaves could speak English; 
and all were attentive to their company, for which they 
paid a rix-dollar, or four shillings currency, a head. 
The remaining half of the road not being so sandy, 
we had only eight horses, but we had to ascend a con- 
siderable hill, up which the horses went at full gallop, 
as is customary throughout the colony. On the hill 
are several good farm-houses, surrounded by fields; 
