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
"I fired a few shots at first, but as soon as I saw how it would end I
rode for it. I was with the rear-guard when the firing began, and so
took the back track. As soon as the firing ceased I saw half a dozen
Boers galloping after me. My blood was up, as you may imagine, and on
getting to a dip I jumped off my horse, left it in shelter, and threw
myself down on the crest of the hollow, and as they came within range I
picked off the one who was nearest to me. That brought the others up
with a round turn. They retired a little way, then dismounted and
separated, and proceeded to stalk me. We exchanged shots for an hour or
two. I killed another, and got, as you see by this scar on my cheek, a
graze. However, I think they would have tired of the game first. But
suddenly I saw a dozen Boers galloping across the country in our
direction. They were doubtless a party who had arrived too late to take
part in the fight, if you can call such a treacherous massacre a fight,
and hearing the sound of shots were riding to see what was going on.
"I saw that things were getting too hot, and ran down to my horse again
and rode along in the hollow, which fortunately hid me from the sight
of either the men I had been fighting or those riding up. I had
therefore about a quarter of a mile start when I heard a shout, and
knew that they were after me. After what had happened I did not dare
ride for Middleburg, as there was no saying whether that place might
not have already risen; so there was nothing to depend upon but the
speed and bottom of my horse. It was a fairly good animal, but nothing
particular. It had had an easy time of it while on the march, for we
had only done some fourteen or fifteen miles a day. I might have had
hopes that I should outride the men in pursuit of me, but they would be
joined by more men on fresh horses from any Boer farmhouse or village
we came near. Besides, the news of this intended attack on the convoy
must have been known far and wide. Occasionally a shot was fired, but
as I was riding at a gallop, and the Boers were doing the same, I had
no great fear of being hit. I gained a little at first, but after two
hours' riding they were about the same distance behind as when they had
first started on the chase.
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