At 4 P.M.

it was unpleasantly warm.

Half-hour after sunset one needed a spring overcoat; by 8 a winter one.
Durban is a neat and clean town.

One notices that without having his attention called to it.
Rickshaws drawn by splendidly built black Zulus, so overflowing with strength, seemingly, that it is a pleasure, not a pain, to see them snatch a rickshaw along.

They smile and laugh and show their teeth--a good-natured lot.