Birds -- Tanzania; World War, 1914-1918 -- Campaigns -- Tanzania
Early next morning, when we moved out, we had not trekked far before
we came on the enemy’s rear-guard camp of last night, where some fires
were yet kindled and freshly killed meat lay about, quantities having
been but partly used. Shortly after midday, the column marched into
Tulo, which the enemy had hastily cleared from. Here, as at Bukubuku,
were countless grass huts which had been built and used as barracks. The
interiors of all were in disorder—rude furnishings, such as grass-laced
couches and chairs, were upturned everywhere; mealie-meal flour, peas,
beans, and paper lay scattered on the ground, or lay about in half-empty
sacks against the walls, and all gave one the impression of a looted
and abandoned camp, from which the occupants had fled in uncontrolled
haste. An hour or two ago the enemy had been here—now they were fleeing
through the bush and down the road leading south-west in the direction
of Kissaki. Here, as at Ruwu, large quantities of shells and other
ammunition were found dumped in the Mwuha River and abandoned. Besides
the barrack huts already mentioned, there were the many native kraals
of the permanent village of Tulo, and a number of these still contained
their peaceful occupants. The following day, as I had lost a considerable
number of machine-gun carriers, I recruited, for temporary service,
twenty-one sturdy, ragged-garbed, almost naked natives from amongst the
inhabitants of the village. These natives appeared friendly and willing
to serve under us, although we had been but a few hours their masters.
In their own dull way I suppose they reasoned that we were a great and
powerful people, since we were driving their late masters before us.
The next four days we remained in reserve at Tulo, while the column
went ahead to Nkessa’s village, some thirteen miles farther on, on the
Dunthumi River, and entered on an extensive encounter on a wide front.
My diary entries at this time again record great food shortage, and
declare that the men have not enough food to keep together their sorely
tried, used-up systems. And this was really so. Daily the ambulances took
in men we lost on the march from sickness and _exhaustion_.
Being short of food at Tulo, and as the conditions did not improve, on
the third and fourth day I went out to hunt for the pot, and, as we were
now on the border of a large German game reserve, I found game plentiful,
and shot five antelope, three Reedbuck, and two Mpala. Other officers
did likewise, and soon there was no shortage of buck meat in the camp.
[Sidenote: PROLONGED FIGHT AT NKESSA’S]
Meantime, during the 10th, 11th, 12th, and 13th of September, a stern
struggle had been raging at Nkessa’s, and not until the evening of the
13th were the enemy dislodged from their many positions and driven back
some three miles south, and the hills and the river and the village
occupied.
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