On the 18th, it rains again in torrents. In the evening, about 9
o’clock, Wrangel’s reconnoitring party comes in. I will transcribe the
account given me by one of his men, Meslier, that it may lose nothing of
its interest by a paraphrase.
’Starting on Monday, the 9th, in the evening, we marched secretly and
rapidly towards Hoopstad, following first the Vedula and then the Wet
River across the veldt. We crossed rivers without any fords, passing
through a country without roads or paths, and through the dense bush
that grows on the banks of the water-courses. Out of ten picked horses
two died, and three men fell out on the road exhausted. One of them went
into hospital at Smaldeel.
’On Wednesday, the 11th, we reached Hoopstad at five o’clock in the
evening, and slept at the President Hotel, which is kept by a German.
’At six o’clock next morning (April 12) I started with Braschel and
Brostolicky in the direction of Boshof. The English, after having
advanced upon Bultfontein, as reported in our telegram of the 15th,
returned for the most part towards Boshof. We slept that night at
Landslaagte, where the Johannesburg Politie are encamped. They number
about 200, and expect a reinforcement of 300 men.
’We left again on the morning of the 13th, separating at a given point,
Braschel and his companion going towards the camp of Commandant Cronje
(brother of the General taken prisoner at Paardeberg), and I towards
Boshof.
’Towards noon I passed Driefontein, which was supposed to be occupied by
the English. The inhabitants of the farm told me that when Colonel de
Villebois arrived an English corps had been in the neighbourhood for
several days, apparently waiting. The people at the farm heard the
noise of the battle, which lasted about four hours, and helped to
collect the dead and wounded afterwards. Among our men they noticed one
who had a handkerchief bound round his head and a very large nose.
Another had a very long beard.
’Towards one o’clock I arrived at Muyfontein, where there was a little
outpost of thirty Lancers under an officer. I sheered off to the east,
and arrived near Boshof about half-past four.
’Boshof was full of troops. From the neighbouring kopjes one could
distinctly see the "khakis" moving about in the village. Skirting
Boshof, I arrived at Kopjefontein on the south-west. There I was a good
deal disturbed by strange hissing noises coming from about 800 metres
away, and the pursuit of a party of twenty Lancers, who followed me for
about half an hour.
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