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
When he entered the camp he found the men were standing in lines, but
at ease, with their rifles piled in front of them, and there was a hum
of conversation in the ranks. At the head-quarter tents everybody was
astir. Presently an officer came up.
"Who are you?" he asked as he advanced.
"I am in command of the party of Maritzburg Scouts."
"Mr. King, is it not?" the officer asked.
"Yes, sir. I have ridden in to ask if there are any orders."
"No, and there will be none issued until it is daylight, and we can
make out how matters stand and what is the force of the Boers. It is
not likely that you will have any special orders, but can act with the
cavalry and mounted infantry."
"Thank you, sir. Then I will ride back at once." On returning to camp,
he said: "There is nothing to be done till morning. So far they have no
idea of the force of the Boers. This is just the work we were formed
for. Peters, you and Field and Horrocks certainly speak Dutch better
than any of the others. It is half-past two now, and we have at least
two and a half hours of darkness, therefore I propose we try to find
out what force the Boers have got up there. It is no use for more than
four of us to go, so the others can turn in, except the two sentries;
but all will, of course, be ready to mount in case any party of Boers
should come down upon the town before it is light. The next time I want
three men on special duty I will give others a chance."
"Shall we ride, Chris?"
"I think so. Of course it will be more difficult getting up there in
the dark; but I shall make a detour of three or four miles, and come up
on the other side, and we should be much more likely to be questioned
if we were on foot than on horseback. Should we come upon any party of
armed Boers, remember we have just arrived from Standerton, and finding
when we got to Newcastle that the force had moved on, and were to take
up their station at Talana Hill, we rode on to overtake them. When we
get fairly there among them, we will dismount; Field and Peters will
stand by the four horses, Horrocks and I will go on. If you hear a row,
you will mount and wait a minute or two, and then if we do not come,
you will ride off with our horses as well as your own. We shall try and
make our way to the edge of the hill, and ought to be able to slip away
in the darkness if we can get there before we are shot down or
overtaken. However, I don't think there is much chance of our being
recognized. Indeed, I expect most of them will be lying down for a
sleep before the time comes for action. If there is one thing a Boer
hates it is being kept awake at night. I will take one of the Kaffir
boys with us. They can see in the dark a great deal better than we can;
and as the Boers are sure to have some natives with them, he is quite
as likely to pick up news as we are--more so, perhaps, for the natives
will sit and talk all night while their masters are snoring. I think
the one we call Jack is the sharpest."
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