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
As soon as they had got in the order was given, and with the regularity
of a machine the three hundred men entered the train. As soon as they
had done so the officers took their places. The crowd moved up on to
the platform, and there was much shaking of hands, cheering, and
exhortations to do for the Boers. Suddenly there was a backward
movement on the part of the spectators, and the commanding naval
officer on the station, with several others and a group of military
men, came on to the platform. They were received by the officers in
command of the sailors and soldiers, and walked with them along the
platform talking. This was evidently a matter of ceremony only. The
usual questions were put as to the stores, and after standing and
chatting for eight or ten minutes the officers took their places in the
train, the engine whistled, and the train moved on, amid loud cheering
both from those on the platform and the men at the windows. As soon as
they were fairly off, Chris's friend said:
"I have already introduced you to these officers, Mr. King, but I have
not told them any of your doings. I can only say, gentlemen, that this
young officer is in command of a section of Volunteer Horse, and has
done work that any of us might be proud indeed to accomplish. The best
introduction I can give him, before he begins to tell his story, is by
reading a letter with which General Yule has furnished him."
CHAPTER XI
BACK WITH THE ARMY
While the letter was being passed round from hand to hand, a good deal
to Chris's discomfort, he had time to look more closely than he had
done before at his travelling companions. Three of them were young
lieutenants, the fourth an older man, shrewd but kindly faced. In
introducing him, his friend said: "This is our medico, Dr. Dawlish. I
hope that you will have no occasion to make his professional
acquaintance." When they had all read the letter, the senior lieutenant
said: "Now, Mr. King, we won't ask much of you to-night; we shall have
all to-morrow to listen to your story. We have all had a pretty hard
day's work, and shall before long turn in. Perhaps you will tell us to
begin with what your corps is, and how you became the officer."
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