Two Years on Trek: Being Some Account of the Royal Sussex Regiment in South AfricaDu Moulin, Louis Eugène
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Two Years on Trek: Being Some Account of the Royal Sussex Regiment in South Africa
Du Moulin, Louis Eugène
Great Britain. Army. Royal Sussex Regiment; South African War, 1899-1902 -- Regimental histories -- Great Britain
The following day, the 12th of June, we did not start very early, but
moved after breakfast up to the hill we had attacked and captured the
previous day, where A company was still on picket. Arrived there, we
waited for some time, until the afternoon in fact, before we moved
again.
In front of us, across the valley, was a long ridge, steep of access on
our side and, apparently, flat on top; this ridge on our right ran down
into the valley in a grassy slope, becoming less and less steep as it
trended further away; but on our left it became more and more
precipitous, until, in the far distance, it appeared almost like a wall.
There were no signs of the enemy on it, but they were there all the
same.
There was a farm in the valley below us surrounded by trees and
vegetation, said to belong to one Botha, and the road wound along from
our left rear past this farm, and disappeared in a cleft in the hills in
front of us. We all realised that the position held by the enemy was a
terribly strong one, and on the flanks it appeared, as far as we could
see with our glasses, to run for miles in a similar way; and there did
not seem to be any break or change in the surface of the ground opposite
to it, which continued to present the same grassy undulating slopes as
far as we could see.
On our left, miles away, we could hear an occasional gun fired, and on
our right there had been a shot or two from the Artillery; but for the
moment all was still and peaceful, so we sat and nibbled our biscuits
and waited.
About one o'clock the five-inch gun, from somewhere in our left rear,
began shelling Botha's farm and the ridge near it and beyond: they made
excellent practice, and searched the slopes of the hill thoroughly. Near
the farm there was a sort of cleft in the hills, into which the road
ran: we could trace its existence for some little way back into the hill
by the brushwood growing on the edge of the cleft, and just now we were
watching this place, some of us, with exceeding great interest. The
General had ordered two companies to proceed in a short time towards
this cleft, to move up it, and then to swing round to the right and take
the hill in flank, thus covering the advance of the remainder of the
Brigade, who were prolonging the line on our right, and were to attack
on the part of the hill previously mentioned, where the grassy slopes
were more gentle and ran easily up to the summit.
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