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               this tramway is  due.  It  is,  of course, a valuable instrument of industrial efficiency for the
               transport of materials in mining, on plantations, and the like. Messrs. Bullivant have erected
               in all parts of the world over 500 miles of lines on Mr. Carrington’s system. Some of these
               tramways are at work on the diamond and gold fields of South Africa. Now that the question
               of transport is attracting so much attention in Natal, it is interesting to add that some 60 miles
               are at work upon the sugar plantations of Mauritius.



               A ride in the cableway, on the occasion of Mayor Sir John Woodhead’s laying of the final
               stone in the Woodhead Reservoir, was described by Cadby in 1897:




                       It is only a favoured few who have been afforded an opportunity of travelling to the
               top of Table Mountain in the Reservoir Aerial Gear and therefore it is possible a brief account
               may be of interest to the many who have not made the journey. It is said that some of those
               who have essayed the trip heartily repented themselves of their rashness before they reached
               the top, and it is easy to believe this. The trip provides without doubt what Americans term a
               “sensation”  when  undertaken  for  the  first  time.  It  comprises  a  good  deal  of  the  peculiar
               feeling of a balloon voyage especially whilst traversing the perpendicular stretch of wire from
               the last standard to the first precipice.
                       But let us begin at the beginning. …… Leaving the city by cart we arrived in due
               course at Camp’s Bay, whence five minutes’ walking serves to reach the ground terminus of
               the gear just above the Victoria Road. The cage we could just discern like a dull white speck
               in the distance, half-way down on its journey. It soon arrived, and a closer inspection brought
               to mind the cages of the Kimberley mine when open workings were the order of the day. It is
               a wooden box of about 3 feet square, and 3 feet high, suspended by iron bars to a double-
               wheeled pulley which runs up and down on a steel cable. The cage can carry three barrels of
               cement  –  1,200  lbs.  –  its  chief  freight,  though  sections  of  machinery,  cranes,  boilers  and
               numerous heavy rails, etc., have also been successfully sent up in the same way. Before the
               aerial gear was brought into requisition the labour involved in getting goods up the Poort was
               simply terrific; indeed, it would probably be no exaggeration to say that but for the assistance
               of the gear, the work would not have been finished for another 10 years. The car is pulled up
               and down by means of a one-inch endless wire rope, which runs over big grooved wheels at
               either terminus, these being actuated by the stationary engine at Camp’s Bay.
                       Meanwhile our chariot of the air awaits our pleasure at the little wooden platform on
               which stands the cement  shed. There  are only  myself and  a friend  as  passengers, and the
               engineer, who takes his seat holding red and white flags in his hands in case an emergency
               should call for a stoppage en route. We glide gently away, and are soon swinging along with
               an  almost  imperceptible  motion,  except  when  passing  over  the  standards  –  Eiffel  Tower-
               looking  structures  of  about  20  ft.  in  height,  constructed  to  carry  the  cable  over  the  rising
               slopes of the mountain. Passing the last of these, while yet some 400 yards from the mountain
               side, we enter on the sensational section in which the cable runs upwards apparently to the
               summit without a break for one-third of a mile. Slowly the cage ascends, the view growing
               more comprehensive and magnificent each moment. Glancing directly downwards the earth
               appears to be dangerously far away, and its sloping surface suggests anything but a safe and
               comfortable landing should any of the apparatus give way. The idea is not altogether pleasant
               and we glance quickly upwards with a view to changing our thoughts. It is not reassuring,
               however, to gaze at the pair of pulleys which, running in tandem fashion on the cable, are the
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