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
"Very well," Chris said; "I did not think that any of you would care
for it, although I could not answer for you. There is no need for hurry
in sending in a reply; there will be time to do that when we get into
Ladysmith. Then I will get Captain Brookfield to draw up the kind of
letter that ought to be sent, for I have not the least idea how I
should address a commander-in-chief. Of course, a thing of this sort
ought to be done in a formal sort of way; I could not very well say,
'My dear general, my three friends don't care to accept your kind
offer. Yours very truly.'" There was a general laugh, and then they
talked over the coming fight, for it was now generally known that the
attack was to be made in a couple of days at latest. The next morning
General Buller's column started before daybreak, and were by nine
o'clock encamped on the open veldt three miles north of Chieveley;
Barton's brigade having already marched out to the site of a new camp,
some five thousand yards south of Colenso. Although well within reach
of their guns, the Boers made no effort to hinder the operation, or to
shell the camp after it was formed. It was evidently their policy to
conceal their guns until the last moment, and although a very heavy
bombardment of their positions was maintained all day by the naval
guns, no reply whatever was elicited, though through the glasses it
could be seen that much damage was being done to the entrenchments.
"I don't like this silence," Chris said, as he and some of the others
were standing watching the hills in front of them. "It does not seem
natural when you are being pelted like that not to shy something back.
I am afraid it will be a terribly hot business when they do open fire
tomorrow."
There had been a discussion that morning whether the four natives Chris
had engaged for his expedition should be taken on permanently, and they
unanimously agreed that they should be. It was quite possible that all
the colonial corps would at some time be called upon to act as
infantry, and it would be a good thing to have six men to look after
the twenty-five horses while they were away. Then, too, it would be
very handy to have a stretcher party of their own. On the question
being put to them, the four men had willingly agreed to follow the
party whenever they went into a fight, to take two stretchers with
which they could at once carry any who might be wounded back to camp.
They were all strong fellows belonging to fighting peoples, and would,
the boys had no doubt, show as much courage as the Indian bearers had
displayed at Dundee and Elandslaagte. In the evening Captain Brookfield
sent for Chris.
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