Campaigning in Kaffirland; Or, Scenes and Adventures in the Kaffir War of 1851-52King, William Ross
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Campaigning in Kaffirland; Or, Scenes and Adventures in the Kaffir War of 1851-52
King, William Ross
South Africa -- History -- Frontier Wars, 1811-1878
We found the interior space, or barrack-square, almost impassable
after rain, having been used for many months as a cattle kraal, the
dung lying two or three feet thick. The removal of this was at once
commenced upon, and men and waggons were busily employed each day until
the steps up to the quarters, were again brought to light, and the oxen
were no longer able to look in upon us at mess. The vrouws with their
dirty children, pigs, poultry and lumber, were bundled out of the Fort;
the rooms whitewashed and converted into soldiers' quarters once more;
the private dung-heaps at each door made into one large conglomerate
outside the walls, and the place put into thorough order in less time
than it would have taken one of the lazy Dutchmen to comprehend the
possibility of such a reform.
On the 30th of November, General Somerset arrived with about 500 men,
at Whittlesea, the most remote of the frontier posts, and the following
day, having been joined by Captain Tylden's force, marched through
Tambookie Land to the Umvani, where, on the 3rd of December, he was
joined by Colonel Mackinnon's party from King William's Town, making
his force amount to about 3000 men, with three guns. Lieut.-Col. Eyre
with about 1000 men moved, two days later, on the missionary settlement
of Butterworth, so that the enemy's attention being first attracted
to the General's Division, the move on that station might be effected
without danger to the inhabitants from Kreli's people, and the two
forces then moved along the course of the Kei co-operating with each
other.
On Sunday we had divine service performed by the Rev. J. Wilson, a
clergyman of the Church of England, who having been a resident in the
beleaguered fort, had, like Patrick Walker at the siege of Derry,
taken his share of duty with the little garrison, mounting guard, and
standing sentry with his musket like the rest. The best of the men's
barrack rooms served for a church, and a large hand-bell having been
rung outside to summon the few settlers living within musket-shot
of the walls, the gates were locked. The walls of our humble church
were hung round with battered arms, patched accoutrements, and water
canteens, haversacks, and all the equipments of the field; the
congregation of soldiers and settlers was large and most attentive;
the "prayers for the ending of the war," and for the "sick and wounded
within these walls," forcibly reminding us of our position, so
different from that of the congregations at that hour assembled in the
peaceful villages at home.
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