CHAPTER VIII

TAMANIEB.

"Are you sure you feel fit for active work again, Smith?" Major Horsley

said as he met Edgar in camp.

"Yes, sir," the lad said saluting. "I am a little stiff, and it hurts me

if I move suddenly, but I am sure I should not feel it if we were

engaged again."

"Well, do not do anything rash, lad; these fellows are not to be trifled

with." That, indeed, was the general opinion in camp. The men were ready

and eager for another fight with the enemy, but there was little of the

light-hearted gaiety with which the contest had been anticipated before

they had met the Arabs at El-Teb. The idea that savages, however brave,

could cope with British troops with breech-loaders had then seemed

absurd; but the extraordinary bravery with which the Arabs had fought,

the recklessness with which they threw away their lives, and the

determination with which they had charged through a fire in which it

seemed impossible that any human being could live, had created a feeling

of respect. There was nothing contemptible about these foes, and it was

expected that not only would the force be very much larger than that met

at El-Teb, but as it would be composed of Osman Digma's best men, and

would be fighting under his eye, the battle would be much more hardly

contested than before. The cavalry were particularly impressed with the

formidable nature of these strange foemen. While they would have hurled

themselves fearlessly against far superior forces of the best cavalry of

Europe, they felt that here their discipline and mastery of their

horses went for little. They could charge through any number of the

enemy, but the danger lay not in the charge but after it. The Arab

tactics of throwing themselves down only to stab the horses as they rode

over them, and then rising up cutting and thrusting in their midst, were

strange and bewildering to them.

"I am game to charge a dozen squadrons of cavalry one after the other,"

a trooper said as they sat round the fire on the night of the 9th of

March, "and if we had orders to go at a square of infantry I should be

ready to go, although I might not like the job; but as for these

slippery black beggars, the less we have to do with them the better I

shall be pleased. You go at them, and you think you have got it all your

own way, and then before you can say knife there they are yelling and

shouting and sticking those ugly spears into you and your horses, and

dancing round until you don't fairly know what you are up to. There

ain't nothing natural or decent about it."

There was a general murmur of assent.

"We shall know more about their ways next time," another said. "But

lancers would be the best for this sort of work. There is no getting at

these beggars on the ground with our swords, for the horses will always

leap over a body, and so you cannot reach them with your swords; but a

lance would do the business well. I don't care much for lances for

regular work, but for this sort of fighting there is no doubt they are

the real thing. Well, there is one thing, if we get among the niggers

this time we know what we have got to deal with, and up or down there

will be no mercy shown."

On the 10th the Royal Highlanders marched out six miles towards Tamai

and formed an encampment there, defending it with bushes interlaced with

wire, this kind of defence being known among the natives as a zareba.

The next afternoon the rest of the infantry marched out and joined them.

Next morning the cavalry moved out, and in the afternoon the whole force

started, the cavalry thrown out ahead. A few shots were exchanged with

parties of the enemy, but there was no serious fighting. The march was

slow, for the ground was thickly covered with bushes, through which the

troops with the ambulance and commissariat camels moved but slowly. The

sailors had very hard work dragging their guns through the deep sand,

and it took four hours before they reached a spot suitable for

encampment, within two miles of the enemy's position.

The spot selected for the halt was a space free from bushes, and large

enough to afford room for the encampment and to leave a clear margin of

some fifty yards wide between it and the bushes. As soon as the column

halted the cavalry and part of the infantry took up their position as

outposts to prevent a surprise on the part of the enemy, and the rest

set to work to cut down bushes and drag them across the sand to form a

fresh zareba. When this was completed the cavalry trotted back to the

post held on the previous night, as they would be useless in case of a

night attack, and their horses might suffer from a distant fire of the

enemy.

Inside the zareba the greatest vigilance was observed. Fully ten

thousand determined enemies lay but a short distance away, and might

creep up through the bushes and make a sudden onslaught at any time. The

moon was full, and its light would show any object advancing across the

open space. Had it not been for this the general would not have been

justified in encamping at so short a distance from the enemy. The march

had been a short one, but the heat had been great and the dust terrible,

and the troops threw themselves down on the ground exhausted when the

work of constructing the zareba was completed; but after a short rest

they took up their posts in readiness to repel an attack.

During the early part of the night all remained under arms. But

Commander Rolfe of the Royal Navy crept out at the rear of the camp,

gained the bushes, and crawled among them until he came within sight of

the enemy. He saw them in great numbers sitting round their fires or

stretched upon the ground, and returned to camp with the news that

whatever might be the case later on, certainly no attack was meditated

at present. The greater part of the troops were thereupon allowed to lie

down and get what sleep they could.

The cavalry felt much anxiety respecting those they had left behind

them; but the moon was sufficiently bright to permit signals to be

flashed to them from the camp, and they learnt to their satisfaction

that all was quiet.

Soon after one o'clock in the morning the stillness round the zareba was

suddenly broken. A roar of musketry burst from the bushes all round, and

it was evident that the enemy were assembled there in great force. The

troops were ordered to lie down; and fortunately here, as at El-Teb, the

Arab fire was far too high, and the storm of bullets swept for the most

part overhead. Many of the camels, mules, and horses were, however, hit,

but only one man was killed and an officer and two men wounded. Grasping

their rifles the troops lay ready to spring to their feet and repel the

attack should it be made; but the hours passed on slowly without the

expected movement taking place, and there was a general feeling of

relief when morning at last broke. As the Arabs continued their fire, a

nine-pounder and Gatling gun were brought into play upon the bushes, and

the fire of the enemy soon died out and they fell back to their camp.

The troops now had breakfast, and soon after they had finished the

cavalry arrived from the other zareba. At eight o'clock the Mounted

Infantry moved out, accompanied by a party of Abyssinian scouts. They

had gone but a short distance when a very heavy fire was opened upon

them, and the officer in command sent back to the general to say that

there was a broad ravine stretching across the country a few hundred

yards ahead, although hidden by the bushes from observation until

closely approached, and that this ravine was held by the enemy in great

force. The infantry now moved out from the zareba, formed in two

squares. The second brigade, composed of the Royal Highlanders, the

65th, and the Marines, led the way. It was commanded by General Davis,

and in its centre rode General Graham with his staff.

As soon as this had marched out the first brigade followed, taking its

place in echelon a hundred yards on its right rear, so that its fire

commanded its right flank and protected it from an attack in the rear.

It consisted of the 89th, 75th, and 60th Rifles, under General Buller.

The camels and baggage animals remained under a guard at the zareba.

The Mounted Infantry and Abyssinians fell back as the first brigade

advanced, and as soon as they had moved clear of the face of the square

the machine-guns at its angles opened fire. The enemy's fire soon

ceased, and the brigade again advanced. But the Arabs had simply thrown

themselves down and had not retreated, and their fire broke out again as

soon as that of the machine-guns ceased.

General Graham now gave the order for the Highlanders, who formed the

front face of the square, to charge. With a cheer they went forward at

the double, and sweeping the enemy before them soon reached the head of

the ravine. The result of the order was, however, that the square was

broken up. Its front face had moved on at a run, while the flanks and

rear had continued their march at the same pace as before, and there was

consequently a wide gap between the 65th on the right flank and the

Highlanders in front. Orders were given to the 65th to hurry up; but as

they did so, masses of the enemy were seen coming on at a run and making

for the gap in the square.

[Illustration: BATTLE OF ABU KLEA

JANUARY 17TH 1885]

[Illustration: BATTLE OF TAMAI.

13TH MARCH 1885.]

The right companies of the 65th tried to form up to meet them, while

Lieutenant Graham, R.N., with the men of the Naval Brigade working the

three machine-guns under his command, threw himself into the gap. But

the yells of the enemy and the roar of musketry rendered it impossible

for the men to hear the orders given, and before the 65th had formed

up the enemy were close at hand. Their fire and that of the Gatlings

mowed down the Arabs in hundreds, but the wild mob charged on. Some

hurled themselves on to the 65th, others poured like a wave over the

little group of sailors, while the rest, dashing through the gap, flung

themselves on the rear of the 42d.

The sergeants, whose place is in rear of the men, were cut down almost

to a man; and the rear rank, facing round, were at once engaged in a

desperate hand-to-hand fight with the natives. All was now confusion.

Fresh masses of the enemy poured down with exulting shouts, and in a

confused crowd the brigade retreated. Had not help been at hand they

would probably have met with the same fate that befell Baker's force,

and none would have reached Suakim to tell the news of the massacre. The

sailors, in vain trying to drag off their guns, were almost all killed,

and the guns fell into the hands of the enemy.

But a check was given to the advance of the Arabs by the cavalry, who

had moved forward to the left of the square. The officer in command saw

that were he to charge across the broken ground his little force would

be lost among the throng of Arabs. He therefore dismounted them, and

they poured volley after volley with their carbines into the thick of

the enemy. In the meantime General Buller's square was advancing. It had

been attacked as desperately as had that of General Davis; but it was

well handled, and its formation had not been broken up by any order such

as that which had destroyed the formation of the other brigade. So

steady and terrible a fire was opened upon the advancing enemy that not

one of the assailants reached the face of the square; and having

repulsed the attacks, it advanced rapidly to the relief of the shattered

brigade ahead, pouring incessant volleys into the ranks of the Arabs as

they swept down to its assault.

Thus, as they advanced, the first brigade cleared the right face of the

second from its foes, and as soon as they came up with the retreating

force these halted and reformed their ranks Both brigades were now

formed in line, and advanced steadily towards the ravine. Upon their way

they came upon the abandoned guns, which the enemy had in vain tried to

carry off. Sweeping the Arabs before them, the British force reached the

edge of the ravine. It was filled by the flying Arabs, and into these a

terrible fire was poured by the musketry and guns until the Arabs had

gained the opposite side and were concealed among the bushes. The

fighting was now over, although the enemy still maintained a distant

fire. It was necessary, however, to keep the troops together, for

numbers of the Arabs still lay hidden among the bushes, leaping up and

flinging themselves desperately upon any who approached them.

The scene of the conflict was terrible. A hundred and twenty of the

British lay dead, of whom more than half belonged to the 42d. Three

naval officers and ten sailors were killed, while a large number of

officers and men of the 42d and 65th were seriously wounded. The

slaughter among the natives had been very great--no less than four

thousand of them strewing the ground in all directions. The British

wounded were sent back to the zareba, and the force again advanced.

Crossing the ravine they made towards three villages in its rear. Here

was Osman Digma's camp, and the Arabs mustering in strength again opened

a heavy fire. They were, however, unable to withstand the British guns

and the heavy volleys of the infantry, and the troops advanced into the

camp.

It was found filled with property of all kinds; for the Arabs had

removed nothing, making perfectly sure that they should be able to repel

the English advance. Bags of money, bundles of clothing, Korans, great

quantities of grain, and plunder of all kinds were found in the huts.

Osman Digma himself had taken no part whatever in the fight. He had

looked on from a distant eminence, and when he saw the repulse of the

Arab attack and the flight of his men he at once made off.

The next day the cavalry went on to a village two or three miles

distant. Here they found a great quantity of ammunition for Krupp

cannon and other loot, which had been captured from the forces of Baker

and Moncrieff. The village was burnt and the ammunition blown up.

The next day the force started on its return march, after burning and

destroying Osman's camp and the three adjoining villages. No attempt was

made to pursue Osman Digma or his Arabs. The country beyond was steep

and mountainous, and there would have been no chance whatever of

overtaking and capturing him, while the troops might have been attacked

in difficult positions and have suffered heavily.

It was supposed that after the two crushing defeats that had been

inflicted on the enemy, and the proof so afforded of the falsehood of

Osman Digma's pretensions, the tribesmen would no longer believe in him,

and that his authority would have been altogether destroyed. The

expectation was not, however, justified by events, for two years later

the Arabs again mustered under him in such formidable numbers, that

another expedition was necessary to protect Suakim against the gathering

of fanatics reassembled under Osman's banner.

The cavalry had suffered no loss during the operations, and as they had

had some share in the fighting, and had materially aided the shattered

brigade by their fire upon the Arabs, they were not ill satisfied that

they had not been called upon to take a more prominent part in the

operations.

But little time was lost at Suakim. The greater part of the troops were

at once embarked on the transports and taken up to Suez, a small body

only being left to protect the town should the Arabs again gather in

force. The policy was a short-sighted one. Had a protectorate been

established over the country to the foot of the hills, and a force

sufficient to maintain it left there, the great bulk of the tribesmen

would have willingly given in their allegiance, and no further hostile

movement upon the part of Osman Digma would have been possible; but the

fact that we hastened away after fighting, and afforded no protection

whatever to the friendly natives, effectually deterred others from

throwing in their lot with us, and enabled Osman Digma gradually to

restore his power and influence among them.

Short though the campaign had been it had the effect of causing some

inflammation in Edgar's wounds, and as soon as the expedition returned

to the coast the surgeon ordered him into hospital, and it was six weeks

before he again took his place in the ranks. By this time the regiment

was re-united at Cairo, and there was for some months nothing to break

the even tenor of their way.

Long ere this Edgar had learnt that his recommendation for the Victoria

Cross had not been acceded to. This, however, was no surprise, for after

what he had heard from Major Horsley he had entertained but little hope

that he would be among the favoured recipients of the cross.

"Never mind, Ned," a comrade said to him when the list was published and

his name was found to be absent. "It is not always those that most

deserve the cross who get it. We know that you ought to have had it, if

any fellow ever did, and we shall think just as much of you as if you

had got it on your breast."

In spite of the heat cricket matches were got up at Cairo, and the

Hussars distinguished themselves here as they had done at Aldershot. The

chief topic of interest, however, was the question of the safety of

Khartoum, and especially that of General Gordon. He had been sent out by

the British government in hopes that the great influence he possessed

among the natives might enable him to put a stop to the disorder that

prevailed in the Soudan. At the time that he had been in the service of

the Egyptian government he had ruled so wisely and well in the Soudan

that his prestige among the natives was enormous. He had suppressed

slave-trading and restored order throughout the wide province, and by

mingling mercy with justice he was at once admired and feared even by

those whose profits had been annihilated by the abolition of the

slave-trade.

But although Gordon had been rapturously received by the inhabitants of

Khartoum, the tribes of the Soudan had not rallied, as it was hoped they

would do, in opposition to the Mahdi, whose armies had gradually

advanced and had besieged the city. General Gordon with the troops there

had made expeditions up the river in the steamers, and brought in

provisions for the besieged town; he had fought several battles with the

Mahdists, in which he had not always been successful, and it was known

that unless help arrived the city must finally surrender. Many letters

had been received from him asking urgently for aid, but weeks and months

passed, and the government who had sent him out were unable to make up

their minds to incur the cost necessary for the despatch of so distant

an expedition.

In Cairo public feeling ran very high, and among the troops there the

indignation at this base desertion of one of England's noblest soldiers

was intense and general. At last the news came that public feeling in

England had become so strong that government could no longer resist it,

and that orders had been issued to prepare an expedition with all haste.

A number of flat-boats were to be built for conveying the troops up the

Nile. Canadian boatmen had been sent for to aid in the navigation of the

river. Camels were to be purchased in Egypt, a mounted infantry corps

organized, and stores of all kinds hastily collected.

People who knew the river shook their heads, and said that the decision

had been delayed too long. The Nile would have fallen to a point so low

that it would be difficult if not impossible to pass up the cataracts,

and long before help could reach Khartoum the city and its noble

governor would have fallen into the hands of the Mahdi.

There was much disgust among the troops when it was known that many of

them would remain in Lower Egypt, and that of the cavalry especially but

a very small force would be taken, while three regiments mounted on

camels, two of them consisting of cavalry men from England, would take

part in the expedition.

Some of the soldiers, however, looked at the matter more

philosophically. "We have had our share," they argued, "and if the

Mahdi's men fight as well as Osman Digma's we are quite willing that

others should have their whack. There will be no end of hard work, and

what fighting they get won't be all one way. Sand and heat, and

preserved meat and dirty water out of wells, are not very pleasant when

you have to stick to them for months together. Like enough, too, there

will be another rumpus down at Suakim while the expedition is away, and

then those who are left here now will get some more of it."

But although these arguments were loudly uttered, there was no doubt

that there was considerable soreness, and that the men felt the hardship

of favoured troops from England being employed in their stead in a

service that, if dangerous, was likely to offer abundant opportunities

for the display of courage and for gaining credit and honour.

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