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
"Thank you, sir," both boys said; and Sankey added: "We are great
friends, sir. Though I don't care for myself, it would be a great
comfort to us to be together, and my wound really hurts me a good deal."
"I have no doubt it does," the surgeon said. "You can't expect a ball
to pass through muscle and bone without causing pain."
Half an hour later some natives came into the tent, and under the
directions of the surgeon carried out Chris and three others whose
wounds were all comparatively slight, and placed them in a waggon which
already contained eight other wounded prisoners. Sankey, with his arm
in a sling, walked out and was lifted into the waggon, into which he
could indeed scarcely have climbed without assistance. Seven more were
collected at other tents, and the waggons then moved off and joined a
long line that were waiting on the road. Some more presently came up,
and when the number was complete, the native drivers cracked their
whips with reports like pistols, and the oxen got into motion. Some
twenty mounted Boers kept by the side of the waggons. They followed the
road until within four or five miles of Ladysmith, then turned off,
crossed the Klip river, and came to a spot where a hospital camp had
been erected; here they halted for the night.
The wounded were provided with soup and bread, and such as were able to
walk were allowed to get out and stroll about. The surgeon who
accompanied the train and the doctor in charge of the hospital attended
to all the serious cases, and these were carried into the tent for the
night thus making room for the others to lie at length in the waggons.
Only three of these contained British wounded, the others were all
occupied by Boers. Chris and Sankey excited the admiration of the
wounded soldiers by conversing with the Boers and the natives in their
own languages. Most of the Boers, indeed, could speak English
perfectly, but did not now condescend to use it. Some even refused to
speak in Dutch to the lads, as their dislike to the colonists who had
taken up arms against them was even more bitter than that which they
felt for the soldiers.
For six days they travelled on, at the end of that time Chris felt sure
that he could walk without difficulty. He had, at very considerable
pain to himself, each night undone his bandage, and had with his finger
scratched at the two tiny wounds until they were red and inflamed, so
that on the two occasions on which they were examined by the doctor,
they appeared to be making but little progress towards healing. The
inflammation was, however, only on the surface, and after several
furtive trials, Chris declared that he was ready for a start. A move
was generally made before daylight, in order that a considerable
portion of the day's journey should be got over before the heat became
very great.
"Are you quite sure, Chris?"
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