With Buller in Natal, Or, a Born LeaderHenty, G. A. (George Alfred)
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With Buller in Natal, Or, a Born Leader
Henty, G. A. (George Alfred)
South African War, 1899-1902 -- Fiction
Chris and his friends had laid aside their bandoliers, retaining only
the cartridges carried in their belts, in order to assume the
appearance of Englishmen merely travelling for sport, and as they went
on they generally managed to shoot deer enough for the needs of the
whole party. Occasionally they slept in the kraals of chiefs, but
greatly preferred their own little tents as the smoke in them was often
blinding, and more than once the attacks of vermin kept them awake.
Still, it would have been a slight to refuse such invitations, and they
had to go to the kraals as it was necessary to frequently buy supplies
of mealies. At times the travelling was very rough, and with the utmost
exertions they could not make more than twelve or fourteen miles a day,
and at other times they could make five-and-twenty. Without the supply
of Indian corn, the ponies could not have continued this rate of going
without breaking down. The native horses are accustomed occasionally to
make very long journeys, and can perform from sixty to eighty miles in
a day, but after such an exertion they will need a week's rest before
making another effort. With their Basuto masters they are not called
upon to do so. When one of these makes a long journey he will leave his
pony with the person he visits and return on a fresh mount, or if he
returns to his own home after his first day's journey he will take a
fresh horse from his own stock, which may vary from five to fifty
ponies. As they rode they seldom talked of the work that was to be
done. Until they saw the country, the positions, and approach, no plans
could possibly be formed, and they therefore treated the matter as if
it were a mere sporting expedition in a new country, and enjoyed
themselves thoroughly. They had heavy work in crossing the Lebombo
range, and, travelling a day's journey farther west, turned to the
north again. They were now in Swaziland, a wild and mountainous
country. Here also they were hospitably received where they stopped,
although the Swazis were deeply aggrieved by the shameful manner in
which England had refused, after the valuable aid they had rendered in
the last war, to give them any support against the Boers. A word would
have been sufficient to have kept the latter out of Swaziland, as it
had kept them from raiding in Zululand; but that word was not given,
and the unfortunate people had been raided and plundered, their best
land taken from them, and they themselves reduced to a state of
semi-subjection. However, they were glad to see four English sportsmen
among them again, and to learn something of the war that had broken out
between their oppressors and the British.
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