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
difficulty satisfied the suspicious Dutchman on sentry, we passed
along the side of the house, which was pierced with narrow loop-holes,
the windows being all bricked up, and leaving the men outside for a
few moments, I was admitted through some out-works of timber and mud
walls, likewise crenelled for musketry, and found myself in a large,
low, dirty room, with sacks of meal and corn, furniture, barrels, and
all sorts of supplies piled on every side, and a crowd of Dutch men,
women, and children, the former in round jackets and broad-brimmed
hats, with cow-horn powder flasks at their sides, and immense roers in
their hands, all jabbering at once; while the latter squatted round the
fire half dressed, or peeped out of the different beds allotted to each
family.
It appeared that the Kaffirs had endeavoured to carry off the sheep and
cattle from the kraal, but the unexpected resistance, and our equally
unlooked for reinforcement, had obliged them to abandon the attempt.
After the proferred "bidgte sopie," or wee dram of "Cape Smoke," which
it would have been bad manners, if not bad taste, to have refused, we
crossed the stream at the garden foot, and made our way to a second
Laager, a mile further, where firing had also been heard; one of the
Boers accompanying us as guide, and hailing the sentries in Dutch and
Kaffir on our approach. Here they were more strongly fortified, a
flanking block house and "covered way" rendering the defences complete.
As at the last farm, we found all the people sitting up in a state of
fear and excitement, the Boers and roers as before. Several Kaffirs
had shortly before been seen hovering about; the dogs giving tongue in
a manner not to be mistaken; but after making a circuit of the whole
place, we found no one, and having shown ourselves sufficiently in case
any of the enemy should be lurking about, we returned to the house. The
people were delighted to have the troops with them in such an isolated
position, and were very anxious that a part at any rate should remain
all night; the "sopie" had again to be taken and no heeltaps; waiting
till the setting moon dipped behind the hills, and all was once more
in darkness, we silently moved off by a bridle path, and without a
sound or a word regained the fort, so that any spies lurking about the
Laagers could not possibly tell we were not still there.
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