The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1879-08-30
The Battle of Ulundi.
From the London Daily News.

FROM LOuuOu DdlIy NEWS
The combat at Ulundl was singularly
UNMARRIED by striking incident. There
was big hollow square, and men in red
coats On the back rifles in hand. For
half an hour this square stood doggedly
pouring the sleet of death from every
face. Outside this square, mostly at a
respectful distance, surged furious
throng of savages, brandishing shields
and assegais, and firing heavily but
ftfully from their jagged front. Pres
emily these black men wavered, then
bolted, sent in flight by the steady ad-
miDistration of canister. The square,
still grimly firm, gave one ringing cheer
that was heard in the lager behind; the
bayonets wavered in the air for q
moment; then the business recon-
menced. The infantry betook them
selves for few minutes to long shots
A centrifugal Whirlwind of horsemen
sped from the square as the lightning
bursts from the thundercloud, and
dashed hot and fierce after the flying foe.
Before the cavalry had concluded their
innings the infantry were placidly
lunching, and the corks were popping
off long boarded champagne bottles.
Inside the square few dead Britons lay,
who had spent their lives for their queen
and their country. The green sward
outside was Uttered thick with dead
Zulus, who, not less than our dead, have
fallen for their sovereign. There is
nothing more to tell, save of the general
fire and smoke that seethed in the bosom
of the beautiful valley as we marched
from it. | have no maneuvring, no
elaborate tactics to recount. The affair
was simply struggle, reduced to the
first principles of ding-dong fighting,
with the natural advantage to the Zulus
in numbers; to us in the character of
the armament.
The only man9uvring done was by
Buffers men, whose horse work was
superb, clearing the front, making the
division while in the rows of formation
in square, singing the enemy into oppor-
tune reprisals, and finally chewing the
fugitives many miles. Buffers men had
the score of Zlobane to settle with the
Zulus; and vengeful fury ragged in their
hearts because of the spectacle which
met their gaze yesterday. In the long
grass they found three comrades who
had fallen in reconnaissance the pre-
vious day-mangled with fendish in
genuity; scalped; their noses and right
hands cut off; their hearts torn out, and
other nameless mutilations. Strange to
say, the battle was fought on semi-sacred
ground, the soil of mission station.
The ruins of a Norwegian mission
and house were few PAGES off. They
were pulled down to open the range, but
before this was done these dead men
were brought into the precincts, grave
was dug, and the chaplain, hastily dom
ming his surplice, read the burial service,
to which the shell fire gave stern re-
sponses, while the bullets whizzed round
the mourners. | never wish to see sol
diers steadier. Constant laagering had
been threatening decentralization. APP
prehension was unquestionably felt lest
the sudden confront of the men with the
fierce Zulu rush should shake their
nerves: but the British soldier was true
to his manly traditions when he found
himself in the open, and saw the enemy
face to face in the daylight. Lads of
new regiments, who had never seen a
shot fired in anger, were as cool as the
seasoned veterans of the Thirteenth and
Firhtieth