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
"You must take with you a basket of provisions, sufficient, if
necessary, for two or three days for you both. There is no saying how
long you may be on your way to the frontier; once beyond that you will,
of course, be able to obtain anything you want. But you need expect no
civility or courtesy from the Boers, who, indeed, would feel a
malicious pleasure in shunting you off into a siding, and letting you
wait there for any number of hours. You must mind, Chris, above all
things, to keep your temper, whatever may happen. You know how our
people have been insulted, and actually maltreated in scores of cases,
and in their present state of excitement the Boers would be only too
glad to find an excuse for acts of violence. I was speaking to you
about it three days ago, and I cannot impress it too strongly upon you.
I have already given you permission to join one or other of the corps
that are being raised in Natal, and if anything unpleasant occurs on
the road, you must bottle up your feelings and wait till you get a
rifle in your hand and stand on equal terms with them."
"I promise that, father. I think, after what we have had to put up with
here, during the past two or three months especially, I can bear
anything for these last few days."
"Yes, Chris; but it will be more trying now that you have your mother
under your charge. It is for her sake as well as your own that I
impress this so strongly upon you. Now, will you go down at once to the
railway-station and enquire about the trains? I shall go myself to the
manager and see whether I can get him to make any special arrangement
in your mother's favour, though I have no great hopes of that; for
though I know him well, he is, like all these Dutchmen in office, an
uncivilized brute puffed up with his own importance."
Chris started at once, and returned an hour later with a very
discouraging report. The station was crowded with people. No regular
trains were running, but while he was there a large number of
cattle-trucks had been run up to the platform, and in these as many of
the fugitives as could be packed in were stowed away. As soon as this
was done the train had started, but not half the number collected on
the platform had found room in it. His father had left a few minutes
after him, and presently returned.
"From what I can hear," he said, "there is no chance whatever of your
being able to get any accommodation, but must take your chance with the
others. Viljoen told me that except the waggons there was not a
carriage of any sort or class left here, and that there was no saying
at all when any would return; but that even if they did, they would be
taken for the use of the troops going south. All he could say was that
if, when I came down to the station with you, he is there, he will see
that you go by the first waggons that leave."
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