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 killed here an immense cobra capello, which rose erect a full yard
above the long grass; spreading out his broad flat hood, he darted most
savagely after a dog, and at a pace I should have thought impossible
for anything in the form of a snake. Returning by the hill, we put up a
fine leopard, or, as it is invariably called, a tiger, and got several
shots as it bounded down the mountain side, but, from the extraordinary
way in which it doubled and leaped, we all missed it.
December 31st.--A convoy of waggons from Fort Beaufort, with supplies
for our garrison, having come within a few miles of us, and stuck fast
at the foot of a steep mountain road, called Botha's Rant, we went down
at dawn with all the available force that could be spared, to their
assistance. Each waggon had to be unloaded before it could be moved a
single foot up the steep slippery path, and the men had every sack and
barrel to carry up to the top of the hill.
Taking advantage of the additional force of this escort, we made a
patrol into Kaal Hoek, where parties of rebel Hottentots were said
to be living on the deserted farms. Bruce, with about two hundred
infantry, took up a position a few miles from the Post, on a high
hill commanding the country below; while I, with a party of about
twenty-five mounted men, made a circuit through the valley from south
to north, encountering some very bad and dangerous ground. Several of
the party got severe falls in deep holes hidden by the long waving
grass that reached to our saddle girths; one entirely disappeared,
horse and all, in a collection of holes made by the ant-bears, and
dislocated his wrist. In fact, it was always rather nervous work
riding over these plains, which every body does at a canter; for,
independently of the fall, if one happens to be in the rear of a party,
the chances are ten to one against the accident being noticed; and
then, as the horses usually take themselves off on such occasions, the
unlucky rider is left on foot to the mercy of lurking Kaffirs, and
probably with some bodily hurt, or a broken rifle. This may account for
the rate at which such parties invariably ride, as every one tries to
keep his horse well up in front.
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