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SPORT AND AVAR. 
CHAP. XXI. 
Eastern Province of the Cape of Good Hope, preceded 
by my relative, Sir Walter Currie, and a small band of 
his mounted police, all on first-rate horses. 
Sir Walter had brought his favourite charger Lancer 
in hand for his Royal Highness to ride; and as we all 
were on comparatively tired horses we had a hard 
time of it from Quagas Flat on to the Nazaar, where 
the camp was really formed for the night, and not at 
the Bushman’s River, as noted on the map. The distance 
travelled this day was more than fifty miles ; so that it 
is not to be wondered at that those unaccustomed to 
high trotting horses were a little worn out. 
On the third day (August 9) we entered Grraham’s 
Town amidst the rejoicings of the whole of the inha¬ 
bitants of that loyal and thoroughly English city. Vast 
numbers of the people came out for miles to meet the 
Royal Prince, and the English hurrahs resounded and 
were re-echoed by the cliffs, mountains, and valleys of 
Howison’s Poort for miles before his Royal Highness 
reached the capital. After passing the toll-bar and 
reaching the head of Gfodwyn’s Kloof, the cavalcade 
halted, and the Prince had a good view of the home of 
England’s British settlers of 1820—men who had 
laboured long against adversity, but who, from that 
English pluck and indomitable perseverance which 
animates the race, had overcome all early difficulties, 
and were now resting in abundance and riches. 
