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This garden is as public as St. James's park ; and, for its 
handfome, pleafant, and well-fhaded walks, is much fre- 
quented by perfons of every defcription, but particularly by 
the fafhionable and gay. There are many other agreeable 
walks about Cape Town, but none to be compared with thefe. 
At the upper end of the principal of them is a fmall fpaee 
walled in for the purpofe of confining fome large oftriches, 
and a few deer. A little to the right of this is a fmall. 
menagery, in which the company have half a dozen wild 
animals, and about the fame number of curious birds. 
As you approach the Cape of Good Hope, a very re- 
markable mountain may, in clear weather, be difcovered at 
a confiderable diftance ; it is called the Table Land, from 
its flat furface, which refembles that piece of furniture. 
Mr. Dawes, lieutenant of marines on board the Sirius, an 
ingenious and accurate obferver, who has undertaken during 
the voyage the aftronomical obfervations ; accompanied by 
Meflrs. Fowell and Waterhoufe, midfhipmen of the Sirius; 
Lieutenant De Witt, of the Dutch navy ; and myfelf, went 
to the top of this mountain ; an undertaking which we 
found to be of a far more ferious nature than we at firll were 
aware of. For my own part, I fuffered fo much from heat 
and 
