With Methuens Column on an Ambulance Train

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Title: With Methuen's Column on an Ambulance Train
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WITH METHUEN'S COLUMN ON AN AMBULANCE TRAIN
by

ERNEST N. BENNETT FELLOW OF HERTFORD COLLEGE,
OXFORD
LONDON SWAN SONNENSCHEIN & CO., LIM. PATERNOSTER
SQUARE 1900

PREFACE.
When I returned from South Africa I had no intention of adding to the
war literature which was certain to be evoked by the present campaign.
But I now publish this simple narrative because it was suggested to me
by a friend that the sale of such a book might perhaps serve to augment
in some measure the Fund established by the patriotism and energy of
Lady Lansdowne and her Committee. Lady Lansdowne has cordially
approved of the suggestion; so I trust that the profits derived from this
little volume may be enough to justify its existence.
ERNEST N. BENNETT.

WITH METHUEN'S COLUMN ON AN AMBULANCE TRAIN.
The first view of Capetown from the sea is not easily forgotten. We
sailed into the bay just as the sun was rising in splendour behind the
cliffs of Table Mountain. The houses of the town which fill the space
between the hills and the sea were still more or less in shadow, picked
out here and there by twinkling lights. On the summit rested a fleecy
cloud which concealed the pointed crags and hung from the edges of
the precipice like a border of fine drapery. On the right, groups of
buildings stretched onwards to Sea Point, where the surf was breaking
on the rocks within a few feet of the road; on the left were the more
picturesque suburbs of Rosebank, Newlands and Claremont nestling
amid their woods and orchards; and still further on lay Wynberg, with
its vast hospital, already become a household word in English homes.
The dreary flats of Simon's Bay, where British war-ships lay at anchor,
shut in the view.
Pleasing as the picture is when seen from the deck of a Castle Liner,
disappointment generally overtakes the voyager who has landed.
Capetown itself has little to boast of in the way of architecture. Except
Adderley Street, which is adorned by the massive buildings of the Post
Office and Standard Bank, the thoroughfares of the town offer scarcely

any attractions. The Dutch are not an artistic race, and the fact that
natives here live not in "locations" but anywhere they choose has
covered some portions of the town's area with ugly and squalid houses.
Nor, as a matter of fact, does the general tone of thought and feeling in
Cape Colony naturally lend itself to aesthetic considerations. Even the
churches fail to escape the influence of a spirit which subordinates
everything else to practical and utilitarian considerations. Can two
uglier buildings of their kind be found in the civilised world than the
English and Dutch cathedrals at Capetown?
Another unpleasant feature of life in Capetown is the misfortune, not
the fault, of the inhabitants in being frequently exposed to the full fury
of the south-east wind. Sometimes for whole days together the Cape is
swept by tremendous blasts, which tear up the sea into white foam and
raise clouds of blinding dust along the streets of the town.
Nevertheless the kindness and generosity of the people are not in any
way lessened by these unpleasant features in their surroundings. The
warmth of colonial hospitality is acknowledged by all travellers, and
may be partly due to that love of the mother country which survives in
the hearts of Englishmen who have never left South Africa, and yet
recognise in the visitor a kind of tie, as it were, between themselves and
old England. Such hospitality blesses him that gives as well as him that
takes, and the host listens with deepest interest to his guest's chatter
about London, or perhaps the country town or village where he or his
forefathers lived in days gone by. Any one who is accustomed in
England to the conventional "Saturday to Monday" or the "shooting
week" in a