About midday they reached the large military kraal where it was thought
probable the king might have stopped. His guides had served him with
fidelity, and so Lord Gifford promised to reward them at headquarters
with a present of cattle to each. These lads had made themselves great
favourites with the men, who seemed quite to fraternize with them. Their
delight was unbounded when the officers came across and killed with
their rifles any description of game, and they seemed wonderfully
impressed with the accuracy of the shooting. They said it had been
currently reported in their neighbourhood that the king was lame and
could not travel fast, and that his followers were leaving him every
day. Just before reaching the kraal one of the lads, an intelligent,
sharp little fellow, as he was running a few yards in front of the
horses, pointed out to Lord Gifford the track of cattle leading away to
the bush on the right. They halted and had a consultation; but it was
decided not to follow these tracks, but to continue on southwards, their
object being, if possible, to hem in the king, and drive him on towards
the pickets of Barrow's party or the scouts of General Clarke, who had
four companies of infantry, the headquarters of the King's Dragoon
Guards, and a number of irregulars (cavalry and infantry) encamped at
the drift of the Black Umvolosi. As they knew that Clarke's patrols were
scouring the country to the north and east, they had no fear of the
king's escape in that direction. But little information was gained at
the big kraal, where they off-saddled for two hours, and fed their
rather overworked mounts. At three o'clock they again started and now
made a bend towards Entonjaneni, as by this course it was considered
they would have the best chance of intercepting the king in his attempt
to cut through the cordon now drawn around him. The range of hills which
they now had on their right were the Umyati. They are a continuation of
the Ngome mountains, which shoot out from the Lebombo towards the west,
and they form a portion of the ridge bordering the southern or right
bank of the Black Umvolosi.
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