We received a hearty welcome from both English and native friends, who
had heard of our coming, and were soon provided with a comfortable home.
The native officers in charge of the Custom-House were most courteous
and attentive on the subject of our baggage; and early on the following
day it was cleared and under our command. Within twenty-four hours, more
than half of it, not required for our own journey, was on its way to the
capital; and we had leisure to attend to a few matters of importance,
which it was well for us to examine. For this promptitude we were
largely indebted to the agents of the Society, Messrs. Procter & Co.,
who assisted us in every way.
Much has been written about Tamatave, almost the only safe and sheltered
port on the east coast of Madagascar. Every traveller describes it: it
is the place at which he receives his first impressions, and makes his
first acquaintance with the Malagasy people. I will therefore pass over
it briefly, as we saw in it nothing new.
TAMATAVE is built on a long spit of sand, four hundred yards wide, which
joins the main land to a fine coral reef off the coast. The reef is long
and massive; and the wild sea, driven onward by the strong trade winds,
was bursting over it in great creamy waves and clouds of spray. In the
centre of the reef is a somewhat narrow opening, which would render
entrance and exit difficult, were it not that shifts of wind and breezes
from the land, as well as from the sea, give friendly assistance to
those who bring their vessels to the port. Once in, a ship finds a
complete shelter in the curved bay which the reef and the sand combine
to form. The town presents to the eye nothing striking or beautiful.
Approaching it from the sea, a long line of misty hills is seen in the
background, throwing forward many spurs and lower ridges into the narrow
plain. The shore is fringed with wood and brush, conspicuous in which
are seen a few mangoe trees and some fine specimens of the pandanus;
while along the line the feathery fronds of the cocoanut tree stand
clear against the sky.
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