CHAPTER VII

IAN HAMILTON'S MARCH

Winburg: May 8.

The unsatisfactory course of the operations in the south-eastern corner

of the Free State, and the indecisive results to which they led, were

soon to be arrested and reversed by a series of movements of surprising

vigour and remarkable success. Of all the demonstrations which had been

intended against the enemy to the east of the railway, Hamilton's

advance towards the waterworks position, being the most northerly, was

to have been the least earnestly pressed. The orders were: 'If you find

the waterworks weakly held, which is not likely, you may try to occupy

them, and, in the event of success, may call up Smith-Dorrien's Brigade

to strengthen you.'

On this General Ian Hamilton, who now commanded the imposing, but

somewhat scattered, Mounted Infantry Division, started from Bloemfontein

on the 22nd of April with about 2,000 Light Horse, Australians, and

Mounted Infantry, and one battery of Horse Artillery. On the 23rd he

arrived before the waterworks, reconnoitred them, found them weakly

held, or, at any rate, thought he could take them, attacked, and before

dark made himself master of the waterworks themselves, and of the drift

over the river which led to the hills beyond, into which the enemy had

retired. Smith-Dorrien's Brigade was called up at once, arrived after

dark, and the next morning the force crossed at the drift, and the whole

position was occupied. The enemy offered a slight resistance, which was

attributed by some to a deep design on their part to lure the column

into a trap further to the east, and by others to the manner in which

the attack was delivered. The news o the capture of this strong and

important place, which secures the Bloemfontein water supply, was

received with great satisfaction at headquarters.

Meanwhile the operations round Dewetsdorp came to their abortive

conclusion, and it became evident that the Boers had evaded the

intercepting columns and were making their way northwards by Thabanchu.

What was to be done? Had the officer commanding at the waterworks any

suggestion to make? Most certainly, and the suggestion was that he

should be permitted to advance himself and occupy Thabanchu. This was

the answer that was expected and desired. Permission, and with it a

field battery, was accordingly given, and, on the 25th of April, the

column moved out of the waterworks position towards Thabanchu. It

consisted of Ridley's Brigade of Mounted Infantry, which included a

large proportion of colonials--Australians and New

Zealanders--Smith-Dorrien's Infantry Brigade (Gordons, Canadians,

Shropshires, and Cornwalls), with twelve guns.

The country to the east of Bloemfontein is at first smooth and open.

Great plains of brownish grass stretch almost to the horizon, broken to

the eye only by occasional scrub-covered hills. To any one unaccustomed

to the South African veldt they appear to offer no obstacle to the free

movement of cavalry or artillery; nor is it until one tries to ride in a

straight line across them that the treacherous and unimagined donga and

the awkward wire fence interpose themselves. But beyond the Modder

River, on which the waterworks are situated, the surface of the ground

becomes rocky and hilly, and the features increase in prominence until

Thabanchu Mountain is reached, and thereafter the country uprears itself

in a succession of ridges to the rugged and lofty peaks of Basutoland.

Thabanchu, a small village, as we should regard it in England, a town of

comparative commercial importance in the Orange Free State, and of

undoubted strategic value during this phase of the operations, stands at

the foot of the precipitous feature that bears its name. It is

approached from the direction of Bloemfontein by a long, broad,

flat-bottomed valley, whose walls on either side rise higher and higher

by degrees as the road runs eastward. The eastern end of this wide

passage is closed by a chain of rocky kopjes, whose situation is so

curious and striking that they seem to be devised by nature to resist

the advance of an invader. The kopjes, rising abruptly from the flat

glacis-like ground, are a strong rampart, and the whole position,

resting on apparently secure flanks, creates a most formidable barrier,

which is called locally Israel's Poorte.

Along the valley, on the 25th of April, Hamilton proceeded to march with

his entire force, Ridley and the Mounted Infantry being a considerable

distance in front of the main body. At ten o'clock a heavy fire of

musketry and artillery was opened at an extreme range from the hills on

the left hand side of the column. Ignoring this, which proved

afterwards to be only a Boer demonstration, Ridley continued his march,

and Hamilton followed, until, at a little after eleven o'clock, both

were brought to a stand-still before the Israel's Poorte position, which

was found to be occupied by the enemy, estimated at 800 strong, with

several guns.

After a personal reconnaissance, and in spite of a most disquieting

report that the Boers had just been reinforced by 'two thousand men in

four lines,' the General resolved to attack. His plan was simple but

effective. It resembled very closely Sir Bindon Blood's forcing of the

'Gate of Swat' at Landakai in 1897. The front was to be masked and

contained by a sufficient force of infantry and all the guns. The rest

of the troops were to stretch out to the left and swing to the right,

the infantry along the left hand wall of the valley, the mounted men

actually the other side of the wall.

Accordingly, the Canadian Regiment and the Grahamstown Volunteers

(Marshall's Horse) moved forward in extended order--25 yards interval

between men--to within about 800 yards of the enemy's position, and

here, just out of the range of serious harm, they lay down and opened a

continuous musketry fire. Both batteries came into action forthwith and

shelled the crest line with satisfactory energy. Smith-Dorrien, with

the remaining three battalions of his brigade, moved to the left, and

began working along the ridges. Ridley, breaking out of the valley into

the more open ground beyond, began to move against the enemy's line of

retreat.

[Illustration: DIAGRAM EXPLAINING HAMILTON'S ACTION AT ISRAEL'S POORTE,

THE 25TH OF APRIL.]

Four hours passed, during which the Boers indulged the hope that the

frontal attack would be pushed home, and at the end of which they found

their right flank turned and their rear threatened. Immediately, with

all the hurry of undisciplined troops who feel a hand on their

communications, they evacuated the position, and, running to their

horses, galloped away. The Canadians and Grahamstown Volunteers

thereupon arose and occupied the line of kopjes, and thus the door was

opened and the road to Thabanchu cleared. Our losses in this smart

action were about twenty killed and wounded, among whom were no less

than five officers of the Grahamstown Volunteers. The Dutch left five

corpses on the field, and doubtless carried away a score of wounded.

General Hamilton, pushing on, entered Thabanchu the same night, and the

British flag was again hoisted over the town. The Imperialist section

of the community, who had in the interval between the evacuation and

reoccupation of the town been subjected to much annoyance at the hands

of the Boers, were naturally shy, and afraid to make any sign of

welcome. The southern commandos from Dewetsdorp and Wepener had by hard

marching already passed behind Thabanchu with their convoys. On the

26th French and his Cavalry, covering the march of Rundle's (Eighth)

Division, arrived, and, since he was a lieutenant-general, took the

command out of Hamilton's hands for a time.

I had come northwards from Dewetsdorp with the Cavalry Brigades, and was

an eyewitness of the operations round Thabanchu which occupied the 26th

and 27th. Thabanchu Mountain is a lofty and precipitous feature of

considerable extent, and, towards the south, of indefinite shape. To

the north, however, it presents a wide bay, on whose grassy shores

rising from the more arid plain the Boer laagers were reported to stand.

The enemy held the crest of the crescent-shaped mountain with guns and

riflemen, and in order that no one should pry behind it they extended on

their right a few hundred trustworthy fellows, who, working in the most

scattered formation, gave to their position an enormous front of

doubtful strength.

On the afternoon of the 26th, with a view to further operations on the

following day, a force of Mounted Infantry, supported by galloping

Maxims and a Horse Battery, was sent to reconnoitre, and if possible to

hold the hill, henceforward called 'Kitchener's Horse Hill.' The troops

gained possession of the feature without fighting, though a few Boers

were seen galloping along the ridges to the right and left, and an

intermittent musketry fire began. A garrison to hold the hill was

detailed, consisting of Kitchener's Horse, a company of the Lincoln

Mounted Infantry, and two Maxim guns; but just as the sun sank this plan

was changed by the officer commanding the force, and the whole were

ordered to retire into Thabanchu. On the Indian frontier it is a

cardinal rule to retire by daylight and sit still when overtaken by

night in the best position at hand. In this war experience has shown

that it is usually better to remain on the ground, even at a heavy cost,

until it is quite dark, and then to retreat, if necessary. The reason

of the difference is, that while close contact with an Afridi armed with

a four-foot knife, active as a cat and fierce as a tiger, is to be

avoided as much as possible, no soldier asks better than the closest

contact with a Dutchman. But though the teaching of both wars may seem

contradictory on many points, on one point it is in complete agreement:

twilight is the worst time of all to retire.

The consequences of this ill-timed change of plan were swift. The Boers

saw the retrograde movement, and pressed boldly forward, and Kitchener's

Horse, finding themselves closely engaged, were unable to move. A sharp

and savage little fight followed in the gloom. The Boers crept quite

close to the soldiers, and one fierce greybeard was shot through the

head eight paces from the British firing line, but not until after he

had killed his man. The reports which reached the town, that

Kitchener's Horse were 'cut off' on a kopje four miles from the camp,

induced General French to send the Gordon Highlanders to their relief.

This battalion started at about ten o'clock, and were put on their road

to the northward. But in the darkness and the broken ground they lost

their way, marched five miles to the south, occupied another hill, and

did not rejoin the command until the afternoon of the next day, an

absence which, since no inquiries could discover them, caused much

anxiety. Kitchener's Horse meanwhile, under Major Fowle, of the 21st

Lancers, made a plucky defence, beat off the Boers, and managed at about

eleven o'clock to effect their retreat undisturbed. The losses in the

affair were twelve or fourteen men killed and wounded, including one

officer, who was shot through the head.

Very early the next morning the whole force marched out of the town, and

French's operations were this day designed to compel the enemy to

retreat from his positions in rear of Thabanchu Mountain, and if

possible to surround some part of his force. The information at General

French's disposal could not, however, have been very accurate, for in my

telegram of the 26th I wrote that 'more than 2,000 Boers' were collected

to the north of Thabanchu, and the Press Censor erased this and

substituted the words 'small parties.' If this latter view had been

correct it is probable that the operations of the following day would

have been attended by a greater measure of success.

The plan was clear and vigorous. Gordon's Cavalry Brigade was to move

to the right, round the east of Thabanchu Mountain, and force their way

into the plains behind it. It was hoped that the Lancers, of which this

brigade is entirely composed, would find some opportunity for using

their dreaded weapon. Hamilton was to push back the weak Boer right,

and open the way for Dickson's Cavalry Brigade to pass through and join

hands with Gordon. Rundle, whose infantry were tired from their long

march from Dewetsdorp, was to demonstrate against the Boers' centre and

hold the town.

The action opened with the re-occupation of Kitchener's Horse Hill by

Smith-Dorrien's Infantry Brigade, who advanced in determined style, and

by a sweeping movement of Ridley's Mounted Infantry. Both these

undertakings, which were directed by Hamilton, prospered. The Boer

right, which was very thin, was brushed aside, and the road for the

cavalry was opened. At, and not until, nine o'clock, French's leading

squadrons began to appear on the plain, and by ten the whole of

Dickson's Brigade had passed through the gap and were safely extended in

the undulating plains beyond.

[Illustration: DIAGRAM EXPLAINING FRENCH'S OPERATIONS ROUND THABANCHU,

THE 26TH AND 27TH APRIL.]

Wishing to see, for the first time, Cavalry and Horse Artillery working

in suitable country, I rode down from my post of observation on

Kitchener's Horse Hill and trotted and cantered until I caught up the

squadrons. It was evident that the left enveloping arm was making good

progress. Already we could almost look into the bay behind Thabanchu

Mountain. If Gordon were only getting on as well we might join hands

with him, and enclasp a goodly catch of prisoners. So the brigade

continued to advance from ridge to ridge, and presently Boers began to

gallop across the front to escape, as was thought, from the net we were

drawing round them. At all of these--the Horse Artillery and the

pom-poms--British pom-poms at last--fired industriously. But as the

enemy kept a respectful distance and an open formation, only a few were

seen to fall. The others did not fly very far, but gathered together in

what soon became considerable numbers outside the net, near a peaked

hill, which does not appear in my sketch, but which the reader may bear

in mind as lying to the left rear of the turning Cavalry.

At last Dickson's advance reached a point between Thabanchu Mountain and

the peaked hill, so that no more Boers could escape by that road; and we

saw the others, three or four hundred in number, riding about, up and

down, or round and round in the bay, like newly-caught rats in a cage.

At this everyone became very excited. 'Gordon must have headed them

back,' it was said. 'Only a few more men and we might make a bag.'

Where could men be found? Somebody suggested asking Hamilton. The

helio twinkled: 'Come and help us make a bag,' it said, in somewhat more

formal language. And Hamilton came forthwith, leaving positions which

were of much value; collecting every man he could lay his hands

on--weary mounted Infantry, a tired-out battery, and all of

Smith-Dorrien's Brigade that could march fast at the end of a long

day--he hurried to seize and line the northern spurs of Thabanchu

Mountain, prepared to risk much to strike a heavy blow.

The movement of Infantry and guns to support him encouraged Dickson to

press still further forward, and the whole brigade advanced nearly

another mile. At length we overtopped a smooth ridge, and found

ourselves looking right into the bay or horseshoe of mountains. Now at

last we must see Gordon. 'There he is,' cried several voices, and

looking in the direction shown I saw a majestic body of horse streaming

out of the centre of the bay towards the north-west. But was it Gordon?

At least 4,000 mounted men were riding across our front, hardly two

miles away. Surely no brigade was so numerous. Yet such was the

precision of the array that I could not believe them Boers.

Boers their numbers, however, proved them to be; and not their numbers

alone, for before we had watched this striking spectacle long, two large

puffs of smoke leapt from the tail of the hostile column, and two

well-aimed shells burst near our Horse Battery. At the same time

patrols from the left rear hurried in with the news that the Boers who

had already escaped from our imagined 'trap' were advancing in force,

with two more guns, to cut us from the rest of the army.

As for Gordon, there was no longer any doubt about his fortunes. Far

away to the eastward the horseshoe wall of mountains dipped to a pass,

and on the sides of this gateway little puffs of smoke, dirty brown

against the darkening sky, showed that Gordon was still knocking with

his Artillery at the door, and had never been able to debouch in the

plains behind it. Moreover, the dangerous hour of twilight was not long

distant. Dickson determined to retreat while time remained, and did so

without any unnecessary delay. Whereat the Boers came down on our rear

and flank, opening furious fire at long range, and galloping eagerly

forward, so that the brigade and its guns, so far from entrapping the

enemy, were all but entrapped themselves; indeed, the brigadier's mess

cart, the regimental water carts, and several other little things,

which, being able only to trot, could not 'conform to the general

movement,' were snapped up by the hungry enemy, who now pressed on

exulting.

Meanwhile Hamilton had taken some risks in order to promote the expected

entrapping. He had now to think of himself. First, the Boer advance

must be stopped, and, secondly, the force which had, in the hopes of

grasping the Boers, let go its hold on Kitchener's Horse Hill, must be

withdrawn within the Thabanchu picket line. The General, however, was

equal to both requirements. Judiciously arranging some force of Infantry

and guns, he peppered the advancing Boers heavily, so that at 800 yards

they wheeled about and scurried to the shelter of adjacent kopjes. This

advantage restored the situation. Hamilton remained on the ground till

dark, and then, with the whole of Ridley's and Smith-Dorrien's commands,

returned safely into Thabanchu.

During the day rifle and artillery fire had been constant; but as the

fighting had been conducted at extreme ranges, which neither side showed

much anxiety to diminish, the slaughter was small. Indeed, I do not

think that a dozen men were stricken in either army. So far as the

British were concerned, the result of the day's operations was a

qualified success.

The Boers were evidently prepared to retreat from Thabanchu, but they

proposed to do so in their own time and at their most excellent

discretion, and it was quite evident that we had not succeeded in any

way in hindering or preventing them. It was also clear that, far from

being 'in small parties,' their strength was nearly 6,000, so that on

the whole we might congratulate ourselves on having moved in ignorance

and taken no great hurt, The only point about the action difficult to

understand was the behaviour of the Boers who had ridden about like

caged rats. Why should they do so when they knew that their line of

retreat to the north-east was perfectly secure? I can only conclude

that this particular commando had arranged to retire northwards towards

the peaked hill, and were annoyed at being prevented from joining their

comrades at the point where their waggons, and, consequently, their

dinners, were awaiting them.

On the evening of this instructive, but unsatisfactory, day, Hamilton

received orders from Lord Roberts to march north on Winburg in

conformity with the general advance of the army. For this purpose his

force was to be largely increased, and the operations which followed

require the space of another letter. French remained for some days at

Thabanchu, but attempted no further serious operations against the

enemy.

Only one other incident of interest occurred in the neighbourhood of

Thabanchu. After his relief of Wepener, Brabazon was ordered thither

_via_ Dewetsdorp. On the 28th, dusty and tired at the end of a long

march, he arrived with his Yeomanry at the foot of a pass among the

hills. A Kaffir lounged into the bivouac and asked the General whether

he would like to see some pretty shelling, for that there was a fine

show at the top of the valley. Brabazon, much interested, mounted his

horse forthwith, and, guided by the Kaffir through devious paths,

reached a point which afforded an extensive view.

There, in the twilight, lay a British convoy, stoutly defended by a

company of the kiddies and a few Yeomanry, and shelled--as the Kaffir

had said--with great precision by two Boer guns. The General thereupon

gave the Kaffir a 'fiver' to carry a letter through the Boer lines to

the commander of the convoy, telling that officer to hold out manfully,

and promising that with the dawn Brabazon and the Imperial Yeomanry

would come to his aid.

The Kaffir succeeded in his mission. The convoy was encouraged, and,

good as his word, with the daylight came the General, at whose approach

the Boers fled incontinently, so that Brabazon, the Yeomanry, and the

convoy came in safety and triumph into Thabanchu together.

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