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
Thankful indeed were the tired women when they reached the farmhouse.
They found the doors unfastened, as the farmer knew that were he to
lock them the Boers would certainly batter them in when they arrived,
and would probably do greater damage to the furniture left behind than
if they had obtained an entry without trouble. The men soon found the
wood-shed, and in a short time great fires blazed in every room. The
bedding had been carried away, but utterly worn out as they were, the
women were only too glad to lie down on rugs and cover themselves with
their cloaks. The men gathered in the lower room and talked for some
time before thinking of going to sleep. There was scarce one who was
not determined to join one of the volunteer corps being raised at
Durban and Maritzburg, and to avenge the insults and ill-treatment to
which they had been subjected. The long-smouldering animosity towards
the Boers had been fanned during the past three days into a fierce
fire, and even those who had not before thought of taking part in the
struggle were now as eager as the others to do so.
In the morning all were astir early. Had they been supplied with food
they would have waited until waggons came out from Newcastle, but these
could hardly arrive until evening, and at any moment the Boer advance
might commence. They therefore determined to move on early, for if they
met the waggons half-way these could return with them at once to the
town. It was desirable to start as soon as possible so as to get well
on the way before the heat of the day was at its fullest. Accordingly
by six all were in movement. The long night's rest had done them good,
still more so the thought that by the end of the day they would be
among friends, and they were disposed to laugh and joke over their
present situation. All the men had cut themselves heavy cudgels from
the stock of firewood, and the fact that they were not as before wholly
defenceless was no slight gratification to them. Even the ladies spoke
confidently of being able to walk the twenty miles to Newcastle should
they not meet vehicles coming to fetch them. They could go ten miles
now and then halt till the sun was setting, and after such a long rest
could certainly go on to Newcastle.
"I am afraid, mother," Chris said as they started, "that what seems so
easy now will be too much for many of the women. We started without
breakfast, and unless we can get something by the way I doubt if many
will reach the town to-night. Of course for the men it is nothing. Very
often when I have been out on the veldt and have started early, I have
had nothing till I got back late in the evening. What are you wearing
that veil for, mother? I saw that you pulled it down over your face
yesterday afternoon. I suppose you did it to keep the dust out of your
eyes, but there is none now."
"I had a reason for doing it, but I can put it up now."
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