HERE AND HEREAFTER
WAR
War is as a storm of the clouds—a human storm. Dark frowning clouds,
commotion and strife, and outbursts of thunder—and before the threatening
disaster we tremble, and hope and fear.
It is the changing of the Universe, this mighty upheaval within nations,
and there is the impulse of Destiny in it. As a storm will clear the
atmosphere, afterwards there will be sunshine and better things. Not for
to-day, and the present, is this warring of nations, but for the future,
and the wisdom of those who in generations will follow us.
Was not the world growing fast into a plaything? Something in the form of
a pleasure-giving empty bubble, growing larger, floating uncertainly, the
surface substance—that which is visible to the eyes and mind—transparent,
and weak, and unworthy of the clear and vigorous world from which it had
risen, brightly coloured, and to which it was fast descending, colourless
and vague. As a bubble will burst, so was a climax imminent.
Does not war, this drastic liberation of opposite forces, hold for us a
lesson? Are we not passing through the throes of upheaval to change the
mind of our race from vanity to wisdom? The world to-day is steeped in
blood and sorrow; and all the suffering would be in vain, were there not
hope that the world will arise in the end sobered, and humbled, and eager
to live anew.
WAR MATERIAL
[Sidenote: THOUGHTS FROM THE FRONT]
Is not to enter war to enter an arena of great possibilities, wherein
a great game may be played, or a bad game? but, in any case, it is so
closely and seriously fraught with terrible issues that it bares the
character of men to the very bone. And there are many characters—not
one character, but a thousand characters; some great, some small, some
active, some dormant, but out of all such elements it is a wise man’s
wish to weld a universal organisation of strength; and an ignorant man’s
folly to look at no other ambition but his own.
And therein lie the factors of all troubles of organisation, and the
tremendous internal difficulties of army or national construction. One
man—or body of men—may plan to build well, but can only succeed if the
material is good: if the material is bad, there results failure, with
credit neither to the builder nor the material. And human character is
material—the most delicate material great builders may know and direct,
in war, or commerce—just so many human beings prone to be directed so
far, and for the rest to rise or fall, in the world’s estimate, as our
characters decide. But out of this mass of human character, out of these
manifold qualities of a multitude, is formed the final whole which
goes to mark the characteristics of an era of history, and a national
greatness or littleness.
* * * * *
Like unto axe-men felling trees in a forest is the destructive hand of
warfare. The land is depopulated of its finest timber, and that which
will take a lifetime to replace.
Wholesale destruction reaches far beyond the actual crime of killing. It
breaks the evolution of growth, retards or destroys the life-history of a
species, and leaves, through the age it occurs in, an irreplaceable blank
in the population and wealth of a country.
This is not the first war, nor has anyone in the present authority to
state that it is the last. If war and the felling of our forests must
be, it is well to cling stoutly to the old features of the race and
cultivate, in place of the fallen giants, clean-limbed sturdy saplings of
full-worthy quality to serve the generations of the future.
It will concern us greatly in the future to cultivate a race strong
enough to endure the buffeting of great elements, and true and straight
as the best of the race of the past. For the country will want a race
that is fine-grained and sure-rooted, and fit to stand up against the
stress of the many storms of a restless world’s brewing.
* * * * *
How little we are, we pawns of a universe: how far-reaching is war in the
destruction of our plans! At the beginning of life it has picked us up
in its whirlwind, from every stage of life, and left our poor ambitious
castles in the air, tiny long-forgotten dust-heaps on the plain.
And yet we laugh and hide our sorrow, and go on, on our new-found task,
our future now no farther ahead than we can see, and trusting in God that
all will come right in the end.
* * * * *
We learn at the front and at home that nothing else matters, that
nothing really counts in the greatness of a nation but clean, unshaken,
sacrificing purpose, and ceaseless industry: worthless are all our little
deceits and vanities, and greed of personal gain.
That nation will find religion and prosperity which holds on to the
deeper lessons of war, long after war is over. To forget those lessons
will be to sin against God and conscience, and the great silent
grave-yard of our dead, who died that their nation might live.
* * * * *
[Sidenote: NEED OF INDUSTRY]
Industry will greatly concern us after the war. On that will our nation
depend for its solid existence hereafter, as it does to-day, on the
activities of our war-worn, long-enduring men-at-arms. We should be glad
that there will be much to do, for work is a fine thing. It is sincere in
its object—it accomplishes, and it satisfies the strongest trait in our
character: that wish of all men to establish a stable place of existence
where they can support an acknowledged standing of manhood.
Had we not to provide for ourselves, the chief care of our lives would be
taken away from us. In idleness we would become brainless and degenerate.
Nature has decreed her purposeful laws of all existence. Everything
that lives must industriously seek to find its means of livelihood, and
its means of defence against its enemies. For instance, in wild nature,
do not birds and animals without cease spend all their lives providing
themselves with food, and defending themselves against storms and their
enemies? In similar manner so must we; so must all things.
* * * * *
There are centuries of Time.
The World is very, very old, and a mighty universe in which a man is
but an infinitesimal activity of creation. After all, in spite of the
breathless, concentrated ambitions of a lifetime, we are a little people
and we only live on earth for a very little while. Let us then, above
all, make our fireside, and that of our neighbours, as pleasant as we
can. For love and beauty have a powerful influence to promote the better
religion, the stronger manhood of our race, and it is those intimate
characteristics, wisely planted, that may take root and grow, and be
everlasting long after we have travelled over the line and are gone.
* * * * *
It is sometimes our misfortune to misunderstand the scene or the life
around us. Forgetting our humility, it is often our temperament to find
fault, rather than reason, with the picture we view; and fault-finding
causes uneasiness, pain, and strife.
Perhaps our first care should be to perfect ourselves, and, next, to
harmonise with the endeavours of our neighbours. It would be well to go
pleasantly forward to find the best that is in anything—to look for the
little gleams of beauty which throw light across most pictures, no matter
how dark the background.
* * * * *
[Sidenote: IMPULSES OF CHARACTER]
Some men, like a giant moth in its full beauty of life when it breaks
from its chrysalis cell, fail to accomplish anything before they are
lured to the bright lights of the lamps of civilisation. Like an
unfortunate moth to a lamp, it is their fate to be inevitably drawn
towards the attraction, to seek an elusive something, and a possible
happiness. Persistently they damage their manhood and their strength in
trying to reach a luminous star within the radiant unattainable circle.
Again and again they return to flutter madly to their doom; and have no
wish to stay away. Until, at last—unless the will and mind overmaster
the weakness, and they go soberly away—the body drops to the darkness,
wasted and broken, and lies seriously damaged or dead. Ah, the pity of
it!—the sadness! There lies a creature of unknown possibilities come to
untimely grief.
Some men have no luck. Why are the strong impulses of a character born
in a creature without the one great saving grace of control? It is the
mystery of life, and it is impossible to criticise justly the man or the
ultimate end. It would be wise and kind to be very generous to all acts
and to all characters, since it is, above all else, “Destiny that shapes
our ends.” The moth could not damage its wings if the lamps were not
there, and alight, and yet for generations they have hung in their places
by the custom of our race, if not by the will of our God.
* * * * *
Judge no man hastily or harshly. Know a man long enough and, in most
cases, you will know him, in some phase of life, do an act of nobleness.
Environment has a great and often a deciding influence on man’s
behaviour; and sometimes it is a man’s misfortune never to have had a
chance.
* * * * *
Justice is not so straightforward as it seems. To bring blame home to the
true offender, or the true origin of offence, is often a task beyond
human breadth of mind and human skill. We attempt, as best we can, what
is God’s work—He who sees and knows all things.
It is not always what appears on the surface that really counts; it is
when the storms of battle are at their bitterest that the true materials
are found out, and the pure metal most praised.
How thoroughly in us is instilled the knowledge of right and wrong!
How clearly we know our wickedness when we err! That alone should be
sufficient to prove that there is a God and a sound foundation to
religion.
* * * * *
[Sidenote: WAR’S SCHOOLING]
Sleepless night—the bare hard ground an awkward resting-place, and our
look-out on the outer edges of outer civilisation. Over on the left of
camp a tireless, cheerful youngster, with spirit undaunted, is holding
the long, dreary watches through the night. Once he was a dandy-dressed
youth of a great city. He has come through a lot since then, he has
learned his lesson and his position in a grim world of naked realities.
He has risen from nothing to become a man—stripped of the fine clothes of
his drifting butterfly days, and aware now of how little they were. For
him the war has held more than loyalty to his country, for it held for
him, in its own time, and in its own way, the finding of himself.
A boy changed to a man, and the man seeing a world that is not as he
built it. He has sighed and fretted for lost dreams, but he knows the
battle-ground of Life’s conflict must be in the arena before him, and,
headstrong and vigorous, he accepts the challenge against strange weapons
and foes, and is of the stuff to prove that he has grown to be a worthy
defender of his race.
ROUTINE
At your post there are some days when mists are in your eyes, and you
cannot clearly see; there are days when mountains must be climbed with
aching limbs and burdened back; and there are days when you are humbled
in wretchedness, and glad of the kindliness of natives. Those days we
all experience, but, thank God, there are days when the sky is blue and
sunshine is in everything, and it is good to be alive.
CHARACTER AND COMMAND
Eighty per cent. of the rank and file are good fellows, glad to do their
best if treated with consideration, humanity, and a little love. They are
all very human, and you cannot prevent them from thinking in a human way.
What they expect and desire is a strong command that lays down a just and
reasonable order of things, and carries them through without confusion
and change. To supply such command is often difficult—for, again, it is
human nature that has to be dealt with.
Perhaps thirty per cent. of young officers are in part ignorant or
forgetful of their trust and its bearing on good or bad organisation.
They are sometimes inclined to imagine themselves set on a pedestal above
the rank and file, spending more thought than should be on rivalling one
another for rank, and stylishness, and a well-catered mess, while their
men go forgotten, and left to look after themselves.
One may truly say that one does not always find strong men in large
majorities down the list of young officers of a battalion—men who have
a prolonged determination and ambition to endure the hard fight for a
complete, wholesome, and wholly dangerous and united force. Here and
there one may pick out the strong men, who never lose their military
interest and who will brave anything, and then look at the remaining
line which clearly shows, in the chain which is to bind the whole of a
battalion, some weakness of strength, and the full extent of our failing.
It is a chain of some usefulness, thank God, but not capable, with its
weaknesses, of everlasting service, nor as strong as it might be if time
and material had allowed of a faultless welding.
By nature it is impossible to find all men of equal resolution, but at
the same time we of some means and education are often a thoughtless
people inclined to travel the line of least resistance in a difficult,
self-seeking world. And that is where, in part, the fault springs
from—the country from which we draw our stock has falteringly halted
or fallen back in producing men of refinement and chivalry, and has
encouraged in its stead a temperament of peculiar self-set vanity.
In a strong commander, a man who is loved by his men, you will always
find there is refinement and generosity and bravery, and little selfish
vanity—whether he be gentle-born or not. And look on the men who play the
clean, straight game in any field of life, and one cannot fail to see
that they are loved of all true-minded humanity. It is, they know, the
only game to play, the only game that wins a mighty battle.
LEADERSHIP
The control of an ordered parade is a simple thing, and for the drill
sergeant. But do not let us confuse the drill and discipline of the
barrack square, which is something of an ornament and impressive, with
the state of mind and aspect of a vital battle.
Gifted leadership is that which takes hold of and controls disorder—not
order. No matter what we have read and have preached about discipline,
the eternal fact which human nature will put before you on the awesome
field is that we are of many tempers, that all has not been calculated
or understood, and that Fate or Circumstance has, in part, destroyed the
plan so carefully arranged before setting out.
Out of such a situation nothing can lift the force, that is confronted
with difficulties, but quick thought, speedy action, and sure command.
And that is the leadership so hard to obtain.
Men essentially want strength in their leaders. They will go through
fire and brimstone for a good leader, and never be at a loss. Is it not
a mistake to rely too much on discipline as a factor of strength? May it
not be misleading to judgment of fighting strength? Drill and discipline
are somewhat automatic and ornamental, and it is just that surface which
is rudely swept aside in the first shock of battle.
Drill and discipline, in moderation, are good, but one should not overdo
it or overvalue it. Husband the high spirit of youth as long as one
can—it is the spirit that fights a winning battle.
Above all it should be remembered that soldiers are not schoolboys,
or mere tools, but men, often with high-strung feelings, who have put
their lives at the disposal of their country. The British soldier is
essentially a practical man; he has, in peace time, been an engineer, a
boiler-maker, an electrician, a mason, a farmer, or in a score of other
trades, and he does not easily lose the character of his long training;
nor should we expect it. He wants to be considered seriously, and as a
man. He wants to do his best, within reason, and, given a fair chance,
he never fails you. And, finally, he considers he has the right, at all
times, to be the keeper of his own soul.
Leadership imposes a wide knowledge of human nature, and a wide
responsibility; but tact, great patience, and a durable enthusiasm will
carry one far on an undertaking that is full of difficulties.
CRITICISM
A soldier said to me the other day: “I have been fifteen months out
here—I may be fifteen more—I may be shot to-morrow.”
To him it was a commonplace remark without a note of complaint. He merely
wished to show he had had time to think of the subject he was discussing
from a serious point of view.
And he had been discussing the folly, the uselessness, the narrowness,
the meanness of some of the newspaper and political criticisms so rife in
his home papers—the home that now he passionately hoped would emerge from
bloody battle-fields purified, serious, content, and aged to a greater
wisdom.
He thought some journalism at home and, incidentally, politics had been,
since the date of war, very disappointing. War had brought the golden
opportunity, while the State was in trouble and distress, to raise the
standard of thought to high Idealism. Yet had it carried on, on the
whole, as before, the chief forte criticism; sometimes uttered in weak
alarm or blundering foreboding—always in attack or defence of a narrow
circumstance.
[Sidenote: DISTURBING CRITICISM]
And, having warmed to his subject, the soldier went on to condemn
criticism—and his arguments were these:
There is far too much freedom of field given to fractious, unfounded
criticism. Criticism is nearly always, in some aspect, unjust; certainly
it is always unkind. For it aims at striking a down-felling blow while
it hits but one surface of the many-sided views of complex humanity. The
surface that is struck at may be bruised or even destroyed, if the blow
be straight, but there are others of the many surfaces which will merely
recoil and revolt, with cause, against the blow. And there are times when
the blow misses the mark altogether, and revolt is complete from all
sides.
Criticism can only be justified in two forms: when it condemns a great
wrong or a grave deceit—and then we should see to it that it is our
law, not criticism, that deals out judgment with certain understanding;
and, in the other case, when it is uttered in good spirit with helpful
purpose—and then it were more rightly called advice. Surely it is
wrong entirely to condemn, in bitter and unsubstantiated speech, the
thoughts and purpose of another body which dares to see a phase of
life, or government, in other light, and with another brain. Were it
not far better to prove by deed, by clear-sighted example—not merely by
words—the value of thought? And, if the opponent be a man, he will come
to thank you, and both views, in the process of discussion, will become
enlightened and instructive.
If he is not ‘a man’ his scheme of things opposed to yours should crumble
away if our laws are right, and concur with the common law of decay
which decrees that ill-fed roots cannot live and flourish. Does any man
do right to sit on a stool at home looking for trouble in the machinery
of the nation, when millions toil in endless endeavour, his object to
descry weakness or fault, or to direct to his temple of ideas, while he
raises no active hand to prove his knowledge or his understanding? Is he
certain of his usefulness? Does his position as a man of letters entitle
him, by self-appointment, to be king of people? Is there not a more
noble, if harder, method of reasoning a cause to greatness? If we are to
be truly great we must see the main views together, listening to all from
every human standpoint—and framing the final law with certain wisdom—for
the greatness of nations must spring from absolute unity of purpose, and
with an honesty near to the goodness of God. And is it not by example,
by action, and thereafter with broader vision, by help and advice, that
mankind should build together their fortresses of strength against the
battles of to-day and of the future? Have you seen a grim figure, grimly
occupied during an action, defending his yard of trench—which is to him
his Britain’s all—and dealing death with certain purpose and unshakable
resolution? He has nothing to say—only by deed can he hope to hold this
little yard for Britain’s honour.
He has no need for criticism. He has risen beyond any fault-finding or
narrowness.
He may live but to-day, but he lives those hours for the good and the
greatness of his motherland.
Should he criticise, if he comes through, methinks his words will be
measured with a new seriousness, and with warmth of comradeship more than
with enmity and bitterness.
And does not that common picture show the nobleness of _action_, and its
accomplishment—while criticism, ignorant and powerless, is blown back
into the four winds ashamed of its fragility?
ALONE
I have been a lone sentry many nights now in this distant outpost, and,
like a single plover seeking out the flock, I could utter his weird, wild
cry of loneliness. Love is surely the strongest motive in our lives, and
ah! it is cruel, and cold, and barren without any of it.... Yet I carry
on, though sometimes losing control of wariness and pitching among the
far-off fields of dream-land in search of the old home ... then back to
this lone, wild beat as before.
Is it an untamed spirit beating its life out because it has not the
saving faculty of control? or is it lost for a time on unbeaten tracks,
out of the course that it was intended to keep?
* * * * *
The virtue of life is not in learning to get what you want, but in
learning to do without what you want; and a soldier may have to do
without everything. A motto is no good if it is only an ornament on the
wall. If we live up to it, then only does it become worth while.
* * * * *
There is one thing greater than strength that will carry one far, and
that is endurance.
* * * * *
[Sidenote: UNDERLYING SADNESS]
It is the fate of youth, in simple trustfulness, to venture forth on the
broad highway of life a dreaming idealist; and to return, if the wars go
against him, with deep-cut scars and bowed head. He knows that there are
plans made otherwise than his, and that they will remain unalterable,
while he must break his spirit to change, and self-denial, and humbleness.
There is something of bitterness in the struggle, but it is that
bitterness which makes for deeper experience and ultimate strength,
though underlain with haunting sadness.
INDEX
Aden, 14
Aeroplanes, 29, 77, 114
African sounds, 31
Africa’s vastness, 8, 139
Ambushed patrol, 26, 28
Ammunition abandoned, 127, 132
Animals dying, 76;
exhausted, 91
Ants, 167, 222
Armour-plate tests, 111
Army, a mixed, 65
Aruscha road, 70, 74
Askaris surrender, 151
Bagomayo, 124
Baluchis, 66, 85, 165
Bay of Biscay, 6
Bayonet charge, 110, 188
Bees, 222
Behobeho, 166
Belgian Force, 124
Beves, Gen., 164
Big game, 202
Bird life in East Africa, 206-207
Bird migration, north-bound, 10
Birds collected, 209-215
Birds of special interest, 216
Boat-hawking vendors, 9
Bridges destroyed, 104, 124
Bridges, repairing, 83, 122
Brits, Gen., mounted troops, 118
Buck jump, great, 89
Buffalo, 48, 92, 203
Buiko, delayed at, 95
Bukoba, 20, 22
Bukubuku, large camp at, 130
Bush foils decisive combat, 139
Bush-war difficulties, 29, 138, 184
Camp routine, 36
Camp shelters, 141
Cape Town, rest at, 171
Casualties, 165, 190, 194
Casualties at Kahe, 84
Central railway, marching on, 103
Central railway falls, 124
Character and command, 233
Character, impulses of, 230
Clifford strikes, 58
Climate of intense heat, 34, 114
Coaling, 9
Colony lost to Germans, 124
Convoy sail, 4
Country beautiful, Ulugúru Mts., 127, 154
Country, cultivated, 76, 125
Country terribly unhealthy, 197
Criticism, disturbing, 237
Crocodile shot, 141
Cultivation, native, 105, 146
Cunliffe, Gen., 165
Currency, doubtful German, 107
Dakawa, 165
Dar-es-Salaam surrenders, 124
Dark days, 195
Dartnell, Lieut., V.C., 19
Daylight, hours of, 13, 27
Defu River, 80
Desert, march through forsaken, 71
Dik-dik, 102
Doves, numerous, 146, 206
Dress, typical, 45
Driscoll, Colonel, 3
Driving off cattle, enemy, 44
Duiker, Harvey’s, 111
Dunthumi River, 133
Dust, marching in thick, 69
East Africa, nearing, 15
Egyptian kite, 15
Eland, 28, 203
Elephants, 155, 203
Elephant tusks, 160
Engare Naniuki, 70
Entrenchments, Ruhungu, 120
Fever, more cases, 141
Fires not allowed, 94
Fly pests, 220
Fly, tsetse, 221
Food at low ebb, 149
Food, bartering for native, 107, 112
Food, German, reported short, 151
Food, hunting game for, 97, 133, 143
Forces dwindling, 113, 150
Freebooters, German, 51
Frontiersmen, 2
Frontier skirmishes, 18
Frontier stations, 17
Front, four-mile, 187
Front, nine-mile, 177
Front, twenty-mile, 164
Fuga hills, 166
Fusiliers, 25th Royal, 67, 177, 193
Game, big, 202
Geraragua River, 71
Gerenuk antelope, 101
German askaris surrender, 151
“German Bridge” engagement, 93
German East Africa, area of, 139
German East Africa threatened, 65
German freebooters, 51
German natives hired, 133
German paper rupees, 107
Gibraltar, 7
Gilham, Lieut., goes hunting, 97
Gitu, 105
Goanese, 76
Gold Coast Regiment, 129
Greeks, 76
Guaso Nyero Valley, 47
Guerilla warfare, Bukoba, 22
Guinea-fowl, 99
Guns, heavy, stranded, 164
Guns, Koenigsberg, captured, 82, 166
Gun-teams, sickness depletes, 142
Handeni neighbourhood, 106
Hannyngton’s, Gen., Brigade, 118
Hartebeeste shot, 40
Heat, climate of intensive, 34, 147, 168
Hen, pet white, 112, 115
Hill country, impassable, 119
Himo River, 80
Hippopotamus, 204
Horses dying, 73, 108
Hoskins, Gen., C.-in-C., 172, 176
Hot springs, 158
Houses inhabited, 74
Hunting at Kajiado, 39
Hunting game for food, 97
Hyenas in camp, 143
Indian Ocean, 15
Industry, need of, 229
Information, natives give, 130
Ivory, 160
Jungle, cruel-fanged, 97
Kahe, enemy strength at, 84
Kahe, hard fighting at, 80
Kajiado, hunting at, 40
Kanga-Kilindi range, 118
Kasanga, 154
Kasigau, occupied by enemy, 42
Kavirondos, 202
Kearton, Cherry, 2
Kibambawe, 171
Kibo, 35
Kibosho, 87
Kiderengwe, 166
Kihunsa ridge, 129
Kikuyus, 202
Kilimanjaro, 35
Kilossa, 124
Kilwa, 176
Kilwa column, position of, 179
King’s African Rifles, 67, 144, 177, 188, 193
Kipanya ridge, 187
Kiruru, 166
Kissaki, activities, 149
Kissaki camp, 140, 144
Kissaki, enemy retiring to, 130
Kisumu, 19
Kite, Egyptian, 15
Kitulo Hill, 176
Koodoo, Lesser, 99
Kraals, native, 146
Kraut, Major, 78, 189
Krupp gun, small, 111
Kwa-Beku, 117
Kwa-Direma, 110
Lake Natron at dawn, 55
Lake steamship craft, 20
Lake Victoria Nyanza, 19
Landing effected, Bukoba, 22
Leadership, 235
Lembeni outflanked, 90
Lindi Bay, 174
Lindi, 175
Lindi, return to, 185
Lions, 40, 53, 205
Locusts, 34
London, departure from, 3
Longido west camp, 64
Long-range guns, enemy, 130
Loyal North Lancashires, 23
Luăle Liwăle River, 121
Lukigura River, march on, 109
Lukuledi River, 176
Luxuries (?), 39
Lyall, Gen., 166
Machine guns, death-dealing, 80
Magali Ridge, 127
Maize, 146
Makindu, 109, 113
Makindu, advance beyond, 118
Maktau, reconnaissance, 27
Malaria, victim of, 123
Malta, 9
Mango, tree and fruit, 145
Masai, 48, 202
Masai, respect white chief, 62
Massimbani track, 116
Massassi, 197
Material, war, 226
Mawensi, 35
Mayani, 187
Mbuyuni, back to, 87
Mediterranean Sea, 7
Mgata, 129
Mgeta river front, 140, 144, 164
Mice plague, 223
Millet, 146
Mingoyo, 184
Mkalamo, 103
Mkalinso, 171
Mkwaya, 177
Mohambika, 184, 187
Mombasa, 15
Mombo, 103
Monitors at Lindi, 177
Monsoon, South-west, 27
Morogoro occupied, 123
Moschi, 74
Moschi area all clear, 86
Mosquitoes, 221
Mountain pass partly blocked, 128
Mounted troops, Gen. Brits, 118
Mpala, 40, 133, 203
Mpapua, 124
Mrweka, 184
Mssente, 116
Mtanda plateau, 187
Mules dying, 73
Mules, Somali, 44
Mules, South American, 67
Mwúhe River, 122
Mwuha River, 131
Nagasseni, 70
Narunyu, 191
Native cultivation, 105, 146
Native kraals, 146
Natives fearful of shell-fire, 114
Natives, German, hired, 133, 201
Natives of East Africa, 201
Naval gun captured, 82, 166
Neuralia, troopship, 4
Nguru mountains, 109, 114, 118
Nguruman mountains, 47
Nigerian regiment, 165, 198
Night attack by enemy, 78, 194
Night landings, 20, 179
Night scouting, 30
Nkessa’s, 133, 134
North Pole Star, 13
Observation post destroyed, 129
Offensive, commencement of, 68, 174
Officers, 233
O’Grady, Gen., 177, 198
Ol Doinyo Orok, 32
Operations against Narunyu fail, 119
Operations in Ulugúru Mts., 125
Outpost, Maktau, 26
Outpost scattered, 71
Outram, George, 3
Oxen dying, 108
Pangani River, column leaves, 105
Pangani River, down the, 88
Parcels from home, 38, 148
Pare mountains, 93
Patrol ambushed, 26, 28
Patrols, 18
Plantations, coffee, 76
Plantations, rubber, 76, 176
Plants collected, 218
Plymouth Dock, 4
Port Said, 10
Punjabis, 66
Raiders, heading off, 52
Railway, central, falls, 124
Railway protection, 17
Railway to Tanga clear, 103
Rains, 35, 76, 145, 164, 172
Ramazani, Selous’s gun-bearer, 170
Rank and file, 233
Rations, Gen. Sheppard on, 147
Rations very short, 96, 104
Rearguard skirmish, 72
Rearguards harass advance, 108, 131
Reconnaissance flanking Ruhungu, 115
Reconnaissance, Maktau, 27
Red Sea, 13
Reedbuck, 133, 142, 203
Rhinoceros, 27, 28, 30, 204
Rhodesians, 2nd, 93
Routine in camp, 26, 36
Routing the raiders, 60
Rovuma River, Germans cross, 199
Royal Fusiliers, 25th, 67, 177, 193
Rubber plantations, 76, 176
Rufiji, enemy retreat to, 170
Rufiji, postponed advance to, 144
Rufiji River, north of, 125
Ruhungu, operations fail, 119
Russongo River, 121
Ruwu River (Kahe front), 78, 82
Ruwu River (Ulugúru Mts.), 127
Ryan, Martin, 3, 158
Saidi-bin-Mohammed, 43
Sanja River, 73
Scouting, night, 30
Selous, F. C., 2, 162, 169
Sheep hills, 69
Shelled by naval guns, 92, 110, 196
Shell-fire, prolonged, 114, 196
Sheppard, Gen., 93, 106, 147, 165
Shombole Mountain, 56
Sickness depletes gun-teams, 142
Sickness, food shortage causes, 38
Single-handed adventure, 44
Sleep in mud and water, 85
Sleep lost and overtaxed, 89
Smuts, Gen., C.-in-C., 68
Smuts, Gen., pressing forward, 95, 104, 121
Snakes, 223
Snowfall on Kilimanjaro, 35
Soko-Nassai River, 80
Soldiers underfed, underclothed, 146
Somali mules, 44
Sounds, African, 31
South African troops coming, 41
Southern Cross, 28
South Pare mountains, 93
Ssangeni, 106
Ssonjo, 108
Starving natives, 196
Stations, frontier, 17
Steamship craft, lake, 20
Stores abandoned, 132
Storks, 34
Suez Canal, 11
Sunburn, extreme, 169
Supply difficulties, adding to, 126
Surrender, Tafel’s force, 199
Swahili-speaking tribes, 200
Tabora, Belgian force occupy, 124
Tafel’s force surrender, 199
Tandamuti, attack fails on, 187
Tandamuti front clear, 191
Tanga clear, railway to, 103
Taveta base, 88
Telegraph wires cut, 150
Thorn trees, 98
Tieta hills, 30
Tobacco, out of, 148
Trackless country, 69
Tragic end, 199
Transport difficulties, 75, 104, 113
Transport attacked, 189
Trees, thorn, 98
Trolley line, 103, 180
Troopship, 4, 5
Tsetse fly, 221
Tulo, 132
Tulo, delayed at, 140
Uganda railway, 17, 42
Ulugúru mountains, operations in, 125
Ulugúru mountains, seeking road, 154
Unhealthy area, a very, 140, 197
Usambara railway, enemy leaving, 103
Usambara railway, west of, 88, 93
Van Deventer’s, Gen., column, 81, 124
Van Deventer, Gen., C.-in-C., 176
Victoria Nyanza Lake, 19
Voi Railway mined, 26
Von Lettow crosses Rovuma River, 199
Von Lettow, forces under, 176
Wami River, fight at, 122
War material, 226
Watch-dog’s duties, 17
Water, 18, 48, 194
Waterbuck, 142, 203
Waterless wilderness, 45
Waterloo station, 1
Whirlpools, 48
White troops leave country, 144
Wilderness and night, 47
Wilderness country, 64, 139
Wilhelmstal, 103
Willoughby, Major Sir John, 111
Wireless station destroyed, 20, 25
Ziwani, fighting at, 183
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