How the Germans started to try trading with us ten minutes after we entered the Capital. Note the spelling The Last Phase. Difficulties with General Botha's car through the thick sand The Last Phase. The Germans had a hobby of blowing up bridges. Here is a fine specimen General Frank's house, Windhuk. Photo of the two first men there taken under the flag hauled down by us Windhuk. The first British station-master and one of his staff The Fork that Caught the Germans The Last Phase. Opposite the very spot where surrender was made. A vast ant-hill at 500 Kilometres South-West Africa. Position of enemy before surrender The Last Phase. The German white flag train just arriving The Last Phase. General Botha meets Von Franke at 500 Kilometres The Last Phase. Troops entraining to return home The Last Phase. The famous Rhodesian Regiment that did so much in the final brilliant movement The Last Phase. Isumeh. British prisoners released The German Staff before surrender General Botha and his brilliant Chief of Staff, Colonel J.F. Collier, meet Von Franke at 500 Kilometres The Last Phase. The Commander-in-Chief, General Botha, receives an ovation from his Bodyguard after disbanding them Generals Botha and Smuts, the Great South Africans, receive a tremendous ovation from the crowd at the Capital on the successful conclusion of the Rebellion and the Campaign Homeward bound! General Botha and Staff returning on the _Ebari_ The Great Man and the Chips of the Old Block returning to the Union after Conquest [Illustration: Diagram of Campaign] WITH BOTHA IN THE FIELD PART I CHASING THE REBELS SECTION I KEMP AND BEYERS Six weeks after the war-cloud smashed over Europe a man called on me. He was an old friend; but the point about him is that at that particular time I fancied him on his farm at least a thousand miles away. "Hello!" I said in surprise. "Why this sudden appearance?" "This is going to be a big thing, my boy. I am off 'Home.' They will need us all." It impressed me. He was a person calm and methodical minded, and, like so many good men, he has been dead now many months. His words, which have proved true, were the first to turn my mind definitely to war-thoughts. Besides, the man whose trade is writing has always, when events are stirring, the itch to go, look and note. In the branch of the Union Service to which I belong--the South African Police--none but Reservists could then proceed to Europe; but when General Botha announced that he himself would take command of the Expeditionary Force to German South-West Africa, a Bodyguard from the South African Police was decided upon, volunteers came forward, and on this unit I had the honour to serve.