CIIAPTEIl ni. 
WE MAKE UP A PAIITY TO VISIT CAI'E TOWN, AND TAKE OUR SEATS IN A CHARIOT 
— WE READ POETRY IN FOUR LANGUAGES, AND THINK THAT IT MUST BK A 
FINE THING TO BE A MORMON — WE MAKE THE ACQUAINTANCE OF AN EAGER 
GENTLEMAN, AND CONCEIVE A HIGH IDEA OF THE HOSPITALITY QF CAPE 
TOWN. 
After having been a week or more at anchor, several 
of us concluded to pay a visit to Cape Town. A party wiia 
therefore made up, consisting of Dr. Stuart, of the Por- 
poise, Lieutenant P>liss, of the “Old John,” and Mr. Lea 
and myself, from the Kennedy. Our mode of conveyance 
consisted of a two-wheolod vehicle, a Dutch driver by the 
name of Peter, four fearfully-rawhoned animals that had 
four legs each and were evidently more like horses than 
any thing else, and a certain amount of traces, bridles, 
reins, and whips. This uncertain “turn-out” was digni- 
fied by the name of the “Mail-coach,” — a high-sounding: 
title which had alone carried confidence to our unsuspect- 
ing hearts and caused us to pay for our sails in advance. 
And now, wdien I add that this “mail-coach” was with- 
out springs, just like an old ox-cart, and that nine unfor- 
tunates were crowded into it, some skeptic may be so 
bold as to say that a two-wheeled vehicle without springs, 
and drawn by horses, would be apt to spill said nine un- 
fortunates out of its stern while being hauled up a hill ; 
and so, for the information of that awful class of society, 
I will add yet something more about our vehicle. 
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