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
Between 30 and 40 of these misguided creatures were killed, 160 taken
prisoners, 100 stand of arms, besides several waggons, captured, and
about 400 women and children; the General's only casualties being three
killed and twenty wounded. The place presented at the time of our visit
a most desolate appearance; nothing remained but bare walls, shattered
and fire-scorched, the ground strewed with fragments of the dismantled
Fort, exploded shells, and broken furniture.
We encamped at sundown close to Elands Post, where we were joined by
a company of the 74th Highlanders quartered there, their place being
taken by a company of the Rifle Brigade that had accompanied us thus
far for the purpose.
At four o'clock the following morning, we commenced the ascent of the
steep mountain in front of us; the view becoming at every step more
and more beautiful, till at the summit of the Pass there opened upon
us a glorious panorama, stretching from the forest at our feet to the
blue hills beyond Graham's Town; Elands Post, nestling in its wooded
nook below, dwindled to a white speck, and the Kat River winding away
down a lovely valley till lost in a sea of bush covering the solitary
expanse. A little further on we came in sight of the rear-guard of the
Fort Hare column, the distance of a day's march being preserved between
each; soon after their red coats had disappeared over a still higher
ridge, we encamped, early in the afternoon, on the Sarropit's Hill to
rest and feed the oxen. Before us rose the Elandsberg Mountain, with
its grand towering cliffs of gray basaltic rock, from which sloped away
the greenest and smoothest grass, a relief so delightful after the
brown burnt up pastures of the valleys, that the eye rested on it with
untiring pleasure. Next morning we were again off at four o'clock.
To avoid a repetition that may be as tiresome as the reality, it may
suffice to mention, once for all, that during this expedition we were
on the march every morning at that hour, often earlier; accomplishing
from five to ten miles before breakfast, according to the distance
between the springs in our route.
So steep was the ascent of the next steppe, that even with double
teams and terrific jamboking, it took well nigh two hours to get some
thirty waggons up a single mile. At the top of this range the face
of the country completely changed; not a tree or bush was to be seen;
undulating green plains lay on every side.
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