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look down upon Camp Bay, hemmed in by a range of lofty cliffs, which have been called 
“ The Twelve Apostles.” Ranged in orderly fashion, but all differing in shape, they form 
the western side of the square platform which supports Table Mountain, and in silent grandeur 
face the Atlantic, whose huge rollers break into foam at their feet. This quiet little bay, 
where wave and cliff made resounding music long ages before the first line of man’s history 
was written, is one of those pages in Nature’s book that one would not willingly forget. 
CAPETOWN AND TABLE BAY, FROM THE KLOOF. 
Capetown possesses a Botanical Garden, a Museum, and a Public Library, all centered 
in a spot close to St. George’s Church. In the gardens stands a characteristic statue of 
Sir George Grey—sometime Governor and Commander-in-Chief at the Cape—to whose 
enlightened patronage the existence of the above institutions is mainly due. A fine avenue 
of pines divides the Botanical Gardens from the grounds of Government House. If the 
exterior of the Governor’s residence fails to indicate the abode of the ruler of an important 
colony, its interior has been the scene of many a notable gathering, in which British hospitality 
was prominent even amidst a society remarkable for the generous reception it offers to visitors. 
About three miles to the eastward of Capetown, at the foot of Devil’s Peak, is situated 
the Astronomical Observatory, occuping a slight eminence in the angle between two railways, 
one leading to Wynberg, the other to the foot of the rugged barrier which the traveller 
has to cross on his way to the interior of Capeland. Here, beneath a sky more favourable to 
observations than that usually seen in Northern Europe, many important investigations in 
astronomical science are successfully pursued. 
By the commencement of December the “ Challenger ” had nearly completed her outfit, 
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