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
down trees, chopping up and carrying wood for the fires; those that
could not borrow an axe or bill-hook, made fires round the standing
trunks and burnt them down, when the branches were torn off and carried
smoking to the camp, and piled on the fires, which at last burned up,
high and cheerily, in spite of the descending deluge.
As there appeared to be no chance of the weather improving, the
General determined to move the following morning at all hazards. The
troops mustered without bugle call, and silently took their places,
the blazing fires casting a bright ruddy light on the dripping ranks,
standing motionless in the heavy rain in which the men had lain all
night without a murmur. At five we moved off, and after an hour's march
through very long grass reached the edge of the heights above the
Waterkloof valley, into which we at once descended, scrambling down
a tremendously steep rocky path leading abruptly into the deep glen,
the advanced sections of the 12th looking like Lilliputian soldiers
far beneath, as the breaking daylight showed them already landed at
the bottom. Having re-formed our ranks, we proceeded up the valley to
attack the new position taken up by the enemy on the southern head of
the Kromme range. The big guns and musketry on the heights above our
left told that the other brigade was already engaged, and soon after,
as we got further up the valley, we saw heavy clouds of smoke rising
from the huts they had fired. On reaching the point where the valley
branches into two, we took the road leading up the one on our right,
and presently came on a village prettily situated, and indeed almost
hidden in the bush; the Kaffirs had but barely escaped, and one or two
lurking in the bush were caught by the Fingoes; a small body of them
were also seen creeping on hands and knees through the long grass over
the crest of an opposite hill, and a party of our horse dashed after in
pursuit, and cut them off. We ascended the mountain by a steep winding
road; the rain had at last ceased, and the sun was now overpoweringly
hot, though a few hours before we had thought it impossible to be too
warm. We worked our way through two belts of wood on the ridge without
finding any recent spoor of the enemy; and after marching some distance
across the grassy table top of the Kromme came to the little basin, on
several previous occasions the scene of our bivouacs. The 91st regiment
detached from Michell's Brigade, which now held the belt of forest on
the top of the range, between Fullers Hoek and Waterkloof, came through
the forest in our front and reinforced the column, when we advanced
on the enemy's position, and entering the bush had a sharp skirmish,
killing several Kaffirs and capturing some horses, after which there
being no further opposition, or, indeed, any one to be seen, we
returned in a heavy shower to the flat, and bivouacked for the night.
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