The Washington herald., 1922-07-16

good to me. Here's the letter
parts of it, to be accurate.
I think I have been black k-balled,
cast of. Disseminated against os-
traclsed or something-nobodv
writes to me. Every Sunday 1 feel
gay and fully satisfied that Mon
days boat Is going to bring that
load of long-expected letters; /
even feel sorry for the postman be-
cause OF the extra work my mail fs
going to cause him, but-by mid
aay Monday my hopes are shattered
Tor the mall has all been Distributed
ana my portion Is a postcard! Your
sympathy and a letter, I
crave Could anyone
De in a worse plight; 10000 miles
from home, and no letters.
Dull Season Now,
when I came to Cape Town. I
rather thought IL was the dull sea
son. but / was mistaken. II was the
gay season and now is the duII
time. Each day, or at least each
nve out OF seven. we have inches
feet-yards OF rain. like IN 1e,
the weather off my mind early in q
letter. because IT makes such a
lame finish, and one Is aIwsvs
tempted the moment ideas ston
gushing to say the weather Is IoveIy
or OF. ro'ten' Yours very truly. etc.
me horse I've been riding was
sent TO pasture for the winter so
nave taken to mountain climbing
or "aikins rather: going UP clifrs
and sliding down ropes doesn't an
peal TO me as much as the mule
paths. and they are not what you
would call easy grades. When II is
not raining, 1t is just right for
walking. fairly cool. no snakes Un
warm weather there are millions OF
them) and wonderful views. new
green grass and lots OF flowers.
nave taken a larger room a,
the hotel. one with q fireplace. and
l think I'll stay on at the seaside
Tor the winter. It is Ave OF sly
and must run in order to catch
my traln-more tomorrow.
Feeling of Spring.
Another day-Sunshine and 2
FEELING of Spring. My work TODAY
Is outside. which is fortunate. for I
can dry myself and nv clothes in
the sun. 1 must call on some fac.
tories and wholesale houses, and
most OF these places are in the
Malay district, one of the really
interesting sections of Cape Town.
wide. open streets with no definite
boundary between street and sids-
walk and an occasional tree in the
middle of the street. The build
lngs are mostly very old stucco
places of curious and irregular
shape. and natives lie about in the
sunny places like piles of refuse,
The Mslays, themselves, are a clean
and well-kept people, most of them
oelng artisans. but the mixture of
kaff1r, Cape. Indian and various de-
Rrees OF white Is revolving crea-
ture-about the lowest animal /
know. 1t seems. however, that al
most every family, even those of
prominence, have their drop, and
sometimes. quart of black blood,
especially those families who have
been here for two generations or
more.
Il have gained fifteen pounds, and
most of 1t is muscle,i I haven't the
faintest idea how I got 1t; IL Il
were Tat. could blame II on beer
but funnily enough, 1t isn't.
L shall be quite ready to leave
Cape Town any time. It is the
people here that I object to most
l have made piles of acquaintances
but not one friend-they are dull.
dull as ditch water. And as for
Cape Town as a city, I have been
In the city for only four evenings
in the five months I've been here,
and not once to a theater."