Here and there a gum-tree; half a dozen lofty Norfolk Island pines lifting their fronded arms skyward.

Groups of tall bamboo.
Saw one bird.

Not many birds here, and they have no music--and the flowers not much smell, they grow so fast.
Everything neat and trim and clean like the town.

The loveliest trees and the greatest variety I have ever seen anywhere, except approaching Darjeeling.

Have not heard anyone call Natal the garden of South Africa, but that is what it probably is.
It was when Bishop of Natal that Colenso raised such a storm in the religious world.