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
"So you have come to lend us a hand, sir? Can you tell me how matters
are going on at Dundee?"
"At the time we rode off, sir, the advance of the infantry had just
begun, the Boer guns had been silenced, and our men were advancing from
Smith's farm under a very heavy fire of the enemy, which continued
without intermission as long as we were within hearing distance."
"Did you see the other squadron as you came along?"
"They are in a hollow two miles away."
"Ah! that is where we left them."
The troopers were all dismounted, and the scouts followed the example.
The boom of the British guns was continuing unabated. "They can be
getting on but slowly," the officer said. "I am afraid we shall find it
a very tough job. I suppose there is a strong force up there?"
"Over four thousand."
"How do you know?"
"I was up there last night," Chris said, "with three of the others. We
did not go up in these caps, as you may suppose, but in wide-brimmed
hats. We were able to get about without exciting any suspicion
whatever. We found they had six guns and over four thousand men. As we
all speak Dutch fluently there was really no chance of our being
detected."
The other officers of the squadron had all gathered round.
"Danger or no danger, it was a very plucky action," their leader said.
"I suppose that was the news you brought in just before the troops
marched off. Well, I wish that we had got our breakfast and the horses
a feed before we started. It is more important for the horses than it
is for us, though I should not be sorry for breakfast myself."
"We have some food in our haversacks, sir. We breakfasted before we
started, and we filled our haversacks with biscuits, thinking that
perhaps they would be welcome, for we knew that none of the troops had
anything to eat before leaving."
"You are very good to offer it," the colonel said. "But we could not
eat while the men have nothing."
"It will go round, sir, though it will be but a small portion for each.
We each put about ten pounds of biscuits in our haversacks, and shall
not be sorry to get rid of the weight. It will make something like
three-quarters of a pound per man all round."
"More than that," the officer said. "I am indeed greatly obliged to
you."
The haversacks were emptied and divided into four heaps of equal size,
with a proportionate heap for the ten officers. Four men were called up
from each troop, and in a short time the soldiers were all munching
biscuits, every man dividing his rations with his horse. The sight of
the rough-looking troop had at first excited some amusement and a
little derision among the soldiers, but this feeling was now exchanged
for gratitude, and it was unanimously agreed that these young farmers
were a capital set of fellows. The hours passed slowly until the
officers, through their glasses, saw a great movement in the encampment
on the hill. The waggons standing lowest separated from the others, and
gradually a general movement set in.
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