Good-bye, dearest mother.
You would have been moved by poor old Abdool Jemaalee's solemn
benediction when I took leave to-day. He accompanied it with a
gross of oranges and lemons.
LETTER XV
Capetown, Thursday, May 8th.
At last, after no end of 'casus' and 'discrimina rerum', I shall
sail on Saturday the 10th, per ship Camperdown, for East India
Docks.
These weary six weeks have cost no end of money and temper. I have
been eating my heart out at the delay, but it was utterly
impossible to go by any of the Indian ships. They say there have
never been so few ships sailing from the Cape as this year, yet
crowds were expected on account of the Exhibition. The Attorney-
General goes by our ship, so we are sure of good usage; and I hear
he is very agreeable. I have the best cabin next to the stern
cabin, in both senses of NEXT. S- has come back from the ship,
where she has spent the day with the carpenter; and I am to go on
board to-morrow. Will you ask R- to cause inquiries to be made
among the Mollahs of Cairo for a Hadji, by name Abdool Rachman, the
son of Abdool Jemaalee, of Capetown, and, if possible, to get the
inclosed letter sent him?
