And Tommy is quite happy when they tell him that, as to being nearly
over, it’s not quite that; but that as to going on much longer, it won’t
go on much longer--at least, it depends on what you mean by much longer;
or when someone gives him one or two Kruger pennies.
At last we left Kroonstad at ten o’clock in the evening, passing through
Brandfort, that village to which, feted and acclaimed, we had come with
_Long Tom_ in January. All along the route the railway had been
destroyed, and we travelled on rails laid on unballasted sleepers by the
Royal Engineers.
Trenches had been dug to enable the train to pass over the shallow,
dried-up streams without any very artistic labour, and sometimes the
little half-destroyed bridges had been repaired with logs and made to do
duty again.
It seemed wonderful that it could all hold. But it appeared--I heard
this at the camp at Springs--that one of the chief engineers of the
railway service was a civilian, a French Canadian, who had already
distinguished himself in America by the construction of very daring
railways.
He must have been extraordinary indeed to have astonished the Americans!
It is certain that the English successfully re-established railway
communication with very restricted means in a very rapid manner--not
that this prevents it from being constantly re-cut, however.
On July 17, at 8.30 in the morning, we were at Bloemfontein. Poor old
capital of the Orange Free State! It is now the chief town of the
Orange River Colony. Here again there was an immense camp, a large
proportion of the Kelly-Kenny division.
We only stayed half an hour, and, after changing trains at
Springfontein, we passed Norval’s Pont at 6.35 in the evening. We were
in Cape Colony! Here we were no longer on an improvised railway, and we
got on faster. On the 18th, about 7.30 a.m., we were in the environs of
Cape Town.
In accordance with English custom, many of the merchants have offices in
the town, and live in little houses which give a gay and smiling aspect
to the suburbs. We therefore took up a number of passengers who looked
like men of business. In a few minutes we were in the town. We left
the train at 8.30.
My permission to return to France was confirmed by the General
commanding the garrison. I was almost a free man!
* * * * *
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Elsewhere in the archive
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account