CHAPTER XXI.

KITCHENER TRIES TO FRIGHTEN THE BOERS--FAILING, TAKES REVENGE ON WOMEN

AND CHILDREN--CAPTURE OF FORT PISON--ENGLISH SURPRISE THE BOERS AND ARE

ROUTED.

It was during the month of August that Lord Kitchener issued his

proclamation warning all commandants, veldtcornets, etc., that if they

did not come in and surrender by September 15th, they would all be

permanently banished from the country. I wished at the time that Lord

Kitchener could see the Boers as they read his proclamation. They threw

their hats in the air, and gave three cheers for "Kitch, the woman

butcher," three cheers for "Kitchener, the wind-bag," three cheers for

"Kitchener, the scared butcher." I witnessed all this, and felt proud

of the Boers for so pouring out their hearts.

That proclamation created new life, and the Boers were determined to

show Lord Kitchener what they thought of it and him, by September

15th, although they were so hemmed in that they could scarcely move.

Lord Kitchener heard that the Boers made much sport of him and his

proclamation, and evened up with them by slaughtering thousands more

of their women and children in the concentration camps. In this line

of business, I don't believe that Lord Kitchener has an equal in the

history of the whole world. He is a good one.

General Louis Botha at once made up his mind to go into Natal and find

out what was going on in the enemy's land, and called for a few men

from each command. He assembled 1,500 men, and with him went General

Chris. Botha and Commandant Opperman, two of the best officers in the

field. However, this command did not go until September, so I leave it

for the time being.

Far away in the bush veldt, east of Lydenburg, was a strong fort manned

by Steinaker's Horse, and a lot of his allied armed Kaffirs. General

Ben Viljoen made up his mind to take them in, and with that fighting

commandant, Piet Moll, the brave Captain Malan, and the gallant

Veldtcornet Schoeman and 100 men, he set out at sunset to accomplish

his object. The fort, Pisana, was reached in the very early morning,

and Commandant Moll and Veldtcornet Schoeman at once rushed upon it.

The defenders poured in volley after volley on them, but they went

ahead, scaled the high wall and captured the whole affair. Six men were

killed, and good Piet Moll was severely wounded, but I am happy to say

that he recovered and is ready to do battle again. Captain Francis, who

commanded the fort, and one white man was killed, besides a number of

armed Kaffirs in khaki uniform. The Kaffirs fought bravely, but the

white men hid themselves in holes.

General Viljoen thought these white men, about thirty, were all

freebooters, who had employed some seventy Kaffirs to fight with

them. Lord Kitchener, who had always sworn that the British had not

armed any of the 30,000 or 40,000 Kaffirs now fighting the Boers, had

to acknowledge that both the whites and Kaffirs were a part of his

military force. He saved the whites, but not the Kaffirs. I will have

much to say about this Kaffir business, before I am through, but not

just now.

The fort had scarcely been taken before Chief Pisana with about 500

of his armed Kaffirs came to Captain Francis' rescue, but General Ben

Viljoen and his men soon put him to flight. The fort had been taken so

quickly that Chief Pisana could not reach his friends in time. It was a

shame that every white man in that fort was not shot down, for not one

of them was fit to live. Each one had two or three Kaffir girls with

him, whom they called their wives, and all were living, not as human

beings, but as the lowest of beasts. The vile Steinaker and his brutes

never again showed up in those parts.

[Illustration: YOUNG WOHLITER

who would not have his hair cut during the war.]

On the high veldt near Olifantsfontein, and just at sunrise, the

English opened a hot fire on about 100 of us at a distance of no more

than 300 yards. Major Wolmorans, of the artillery, was in command.

He had put no guards out and we were caught, most of us, sound asleep.

The rapid firing aroused us quickly, and when Major Pretorius and I

(we always bunked together) jumped up, we saw twelve Tommies trying to

drop us. All the horses stampeded, with the exception of six, and it

certainly looked as if we were at last captured. Commandant Prinsloo,

a most level-headed and dashing young officer, with about 100 men, was

about a quarter of a mile from us, and he was attacked at the same time.

I had a fine horse that Major Pretorius had given me, but he was the

craziest animal under fire I ever saw. He was one of the six horses

that were tied and couldn't run away. The other five were quiet, and

easily saddled, but no dozen men could put a saddle on mine, because

he was standing on his hind feet and fighting with his forefeet. As

the English had the small sum of $25,000 on my head, I was determined

not to be taken in, if I could help it, so I jumped on him, he leaped

into the air, went over a stone wall and seemed to be trying to break

his neck. Having gone about 800 yards, I got control of him, hauled

him in and turned about to see what was going on. I could see no more

than thirty or forty English, so went back at once. I could see our

stampeded horses about three miles away, and half of the artillery boys

in hot pursuit.

The English broke and fled, and Major Pretorius with four mounted men,

went after them in hot haste. It looked foolish, but it turned out

otherwise. Those five men chased those forty scouts and Captain Wood

and Captain Morley for nine miles, killing four and wounding seven, and

capturing some horses. Captain Morley was severely wounded by Major

Pretorius, who charged upon him with his mauser revolver. We missed

being captured by the main column passing about one mile from us. Had

all of them been present, I think that not one of us would have escaped

being killed or captured. A few days afterwards, we read Captain Wood's

report, and in it he said that he and forty of his scouts were ambushed

by about 700 Boers in the early morning, a fight ensued in which he

counted twenty-three Boers killed, but did not know the number of

wounded. We all exclaimed, "What a liar!" We had just one man slightly

wounded, and Captain Wood's scouts, who were prisoners in our camp,

will tell him so, too. Speaking of his own loss, Captain Wood said that

Captain Morley was severely wounded in the stomach, four men killed,

seven wounded and fourteen missing. We knew nothing about the fourteen

missing, for we only saw the four killed, and the seven wounded.

Every day for the rest of the month we were attacked by the English,

and a short hot skirmish would ensue. In the end, of course, we had to

fly, for the English were always fifteen or twenty to one against us.

It was very trying work, and the nights were still severely cold, yet

the boys were always in good spirits, and ready for business.

In the Free State some blockhouses were blown up, some taken, and one

or two trains fell into General De Wet's hands, but otherwise there was

little done. In Cape Colony, both General Smuts and General Kritsinger

were very lively. More towns had been taken, several convoys and many

prisoners had been captured, and, on the whole, the English had been

badly worsted throughout the Colony.

September is the month in which Kitchener's proclamation of banishment

is to take effect, and the Boers came in to surrender in this way.

General Louis Botha was near the Natal Border and found English and

fortified camps plentiful. Forts Prospect and Itala, both fortified

places, were attacked and after very severe fighting for many hours,

General Botha's men proved too much for the English behind the walls,

and gained two victories. He had one more short fight, and when ready

to start back to the high veldt he found that he had taken three guns,

over 300 prisoners and 130 heavily loaded wagons; this, too, on the

very day that he and his officers were to be banished if they did not

come in and surrender.

Matters were quiet in the Free State, so we pass on to Cape Colony. On

September 15th, the day of banishment, General Kritsinger attacked and

put to flight one column, while General Smuts smashed another and took

two extra guns with him. This day was celebrated all over Cape Colony

by the commandants, but I regret to say that two of the very best of

them were very unfortunate. Commandant Lotter and over a hundred men

were surrounded and captured after a most desperate fight. Because he

made such a brave showing and because he wrought so much havoc with

English columns, he was promptly hanged. Young Scheepers, who was so

ill with fever that he could not ride, was also captured, tied in a

chair and shot, as well as his two lieutenants, Wolvarts and Schoeman.

These brave men had fought many successful battles and laid low many

English officers and men, therefore, they must die. After a while I

will have something more to say about these good men, young Louw and

other martyrs.

In the Western Transvaal, General de la Rey also celebrated the 15th

of September by taking 200 men and attacking Colonel Kekewich and 1200

at Selons River. Colonel Kekewich lost all his horses, his wagons,

had a narrow escape, and he with his men fled as fast as their legs

could take them, while General de la Rey continued to harass them. Had

General de la Rey had a few more men, he would have taken the whole

column, but he had to content himself with all the horses.

All this went to show Lord Kitchener how much the Boers thought of his

threats and proclamation. If there were 10,000 Boers in the field,

and no more than 50,000 English, and the Boers should issue such a

proclamation, why, the English would fairly break their necks, such

would be their haste to lay down their guns. But the Boers are soldiers

who love liberty and their Country, and therefore are not men to run

and lay down their guns because some high butcher at the head of

300,000 men threatens to banish them forever from their country if they

do not.

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