South Africa -- Description and travel; South Africa -- History -- 1836-1909; South Africa -- History -- To 1836
But when we arrived for breakfast on the second morning the clouds began
to threaten, and it is known to all in those parts that when it rains in
Natal it does rain. The driver at once declared that the bags must be
put inside and that we must all sit with our legs and feet in each
other’s lap. Then we looked at each other, and I remembered the tin box.
I asked the conscientious mail-man what he would do with the bag which
contained the box, and he immediately replied that it must come behind
himself, inside the cart, exactly in the place where my legs were then
placed. I had felt the tin box and had found that the corners of it were
almost as sharp as the point of a carving knife. “It can’t come here,”
said I. “It must,” said the driver surlily. “But it won’t,” said I
decidedly. “But it will,” said the driver angrily. I bethought myself a
moment and then declared my purpose of not leaving the vehicle, though I
knew that breakfast was prepared within. “May I trouble you to bring a
cup of tea to me here,” I said to one of my fellow victims. “I shall
remain and not allow the tin box to enter the cart.” “Not allow!” said
the custodian of the mails. “Certainly not,” said I, with what authority
I could command. “It is illegal.” The man paused for a moment awed by
the word and then entered upon a compromise, “Would I permit the mail
bags to be put inside, if the tin box were kept outside?” To this I
assented, and so the cart was packed. I am happy to say that the clouds
passed away, and that the bonnets were uninjured as long as I remained
in their company. I fear from what I afterwards heard that they must
have encountered hard usage on their way from Newcastle to Pretoria.
The mail cart to Newcastle was, I have said, fairly comfortable, but
this incident and other little trifles of the same kind made me glad
that I had decided on being independent. Three of my fellow passengers
were going on to Pretoria and I found that they looked forward with
great dread to their journey,--not even then expecting such hardships as
did eventually befall them.
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