The History of Lumsden's Horse: A Complete Record of the Corps from Its Formation to Its Disbandment
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The History of Lumsden's Horse: A Complete Record of the Corps from Its Formation to Its Disbandment
Great Britain. Army. Lumsden's Horse; South African War, 1899-1902 -- Regimental histories -- Great Britain
Major Hornby, finding that he could not bring his guns to bear at short
range without shooting down friend as well as foe, limbered up to get
clear of the close _mêlée_. In wheeling round on rough ground one gun
capsized, bringing all the team down with it—horses and drivers together
in a confused mass. The Boers saw their chance, and brought a withering
rifle fire to bear, so that every attempt to right the gun failed. Under
this fire the two wheelers of another team fell. The leaders struggled
on for a time, dragging their maimed comrades, then came to a
standstill, and that gun also had to be left behind. Marksmen of the
Durham Light Infantry did their best to keep down the enemy’s fire,
while volunteers ran out to help the distressed gunners, who, managing
to escape, went off for fresh horses.
Captain Gore Anley, commanding the Essex Regiment’s Mounted Infantry,
aided by two of his men, brought a wounded gunner from under that
terrific fire to safety, and then went out with a brother-officer to
help at the guns. Time after time the artillerymen brought up fresh
teams, which were shot down before they could be hooked to the limbers.
One driver had nine horses killed or wounded before he gave up the
attempt as hopeless.
Meanwhile Major Hornby, with four guns of his own command, and the only
one remaining of U Battery, which had been recaptured after stampeding,
moved southward to a position twelve hundred yards from Koorn Spruit
Drift. There he brought them into action with a cool audacity and effect
that paralysed the enemy. Though he could not save the guns that had
been left behind, he could cover the retirement of Cavalry and Mounted
Infantry of the rearguard, who, unable longer to hold the low ridge
against heavy odds, were being forced back from the waterworks, fighting
stubbornly, though threatened in flank by the force that had captured
our convoy. Shelled at from right and left, smitten by storms of rifle
bullets, the gunners of Q Battery never budged. Coolly, as if at target
practice, they loaded and aimed. The shells burst among the Boers,
checking more than one attempt at a rush, and then the remnants of a
shattered brigade were enabled to retire upon their supports, who had
rallied for a stand at the station buildings.
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