The Young Colonists: A Story of the Zulu and Boer WarsHenty, G. A. (George Alfred)
History
The Young Colonists: A Story of the Zulu and Boer Wars
Henty, G. A. (George Alfred)
Transvaal (South Africa) -- History -- War of 1880-1881 -- Juvenile fiction; Zulu War, 1879 -- Juvenile fiction
"At the end of the first day's march of fifteen miles we found water at
the spot to which our native guide led us. The second day the pool was
found to be dry. We got there early, having started before daybreak,
for the heat was tremendous. On finding the pool empty I rode ten miles
down the course of the stream, and Macgregor as far up it, but found no
water, and on getting back to the camp the oxen were inspanned, and we
made another march; here we found water, and halted next day.
"So we went on, until we were half-way across the desert. Several of
the marches had been double ones, the track was heavy from the deep
sand, some of the oxen had died, and all were much reduced in strength.
Although Macgregor was not a man to allow that he had been wrong, I saw
that he was anxious, and before advancing he sent on a horseman and the
native guide two days' journey to see how the water held out. On their
return they reported that twenty miles in front there was a pool of good
water, and that thirty miles farther there was a small supply, which
was, however, rapidly drying up. Macgregor determined to push on. The
first day's march was got through, although five or six more oxen
dropped by the way. The second was a terrible march; I have never known
a hotter day in South Africa, and one felt blinded and crushed by the
heat. The weakened teams could scarcely draw the waggons along, and by
nightfall but half the journey had been performed. The oxen were turned
loose and allowed for an hour or two to crop the bush; then they were
inspanned again. All night long we continued our march; when, just at
sunrise, we got to the place where water had been found, the pool was
empty--the two days' sun since the horseman had been there had
completely dried it up. We set to work to dig a hole; but the sand was
shallow, the rock lying but a foot or two below, and we only got a few
buckets of water, but just enough to give a swallow to each of the oxen
and horses. Again we searched far up and down the course of the stream,
but without success; we dug innumerable holes in its bed, but without
finding water.
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