New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1900-03-18
SOLDIERS EXPERIENCES
,7-sT AND FLIES THE CHEF AFFLIC-
CONVERSATIONS

-o,sos March Men seized with sunstroke
vr-s;h.ng and gasping for water were lying every
ss.,- yards or so This IS not description OF
e+.tseeld but merely the account Of an ordinary
.ec+ioe march made by General Macdonald's hardy
Fytblsn6 brigade 20 KoOdoosberg on February }. as
- nv a correspondent Of The Standard. The
t-,gs5e had only marched ten miles when the men
80 bara- 10 suffer II is only from such descrip-
.,.-s as come by mail that the climatic conditions
~ the veldt be Thoroughly fea4izeo Inc CORE
e,onGent goes on 10 say:
r---,,narelv the river being close by. water was
--ocr-abIe and the all got into camp at the
aft by Tesy serious Two men were lost alto
Gether. one Of whom was found Two days later 9y
9.o5 and died shortly after being brought into
CAM march clearly showed the dangers OF taking
,5aT+-T for long distances in the heat OF the day
- mai the route 10 Pretoria must be either
along railway or along the rivers; Another ming
1o--s the unsuit2 Utility OF the
t 49, equipment OF the for a campaign in
soI1 1mnnitor in pouches hung his stomach and
e.-~rhed with arrangement OF straps which
S~e Hung on his back heavy overcoat.
rhich since the march from orange River began;
- 50 FAR as J observed. never been used
"a. Tben there IS the bottle. canteen. rife
sIg o' 1ak.ng I'd burden Of about sixty pounds
The Kilt is quite pnsuiia64e IoP such 6o+a ns T
he fighlanders in the most cruel manner
INTENSE HEAT AND DUST.
= Provost
Firer 10 The Morning POST gives still clearer
.sas n what II Is 10 soldiers on the vedt HIS
dispatch dated February ;, Is in part as follows:
The sun feels Ike heated iron held close 10 the
skin one cannot hold piece of wood which has
beer lying IN H. The deep hot. red sand makes
;rtoierable The soles OF ones boots and the dust
rise al each ootsreP and clings 10 everything that
To ana fro in their midst. a trail Of dust that
settles move continuously the long, strange
aEssa :. --or--7o-r --rIrs OF horses open wagons
ITllHs ;.t men ar piled with guns OF with men
PILED above the guns ike some e1nolenatic car IN
& procession. long country carts, nan Ienleq.
naval ordnance hooded in oilskin, or string or
Re s5i-egs are choked with trains loaded with
an srrny. Progress Is msddenlngly SLOW, for there
is brr a single line from De Aar 10 the Modder.
~ evening. from OF those low hills by the
river the scene looks Ike one of the great fairs
q Southern Russia for IN the twilight the Veldt
Hss something Of the darkness, silence and nys-
rerv OF the steppe. It's puppies are not so deep as
those that twilight wears above the black earth
The rese bIance is srrengt hened when the hoating
slvery veil o. dust. which seems to rise with ne
gives ali within II magic diStance-the
tents The tethered horses, the unganly carts. the
grange brightness Of the caInp nres-whlie out on
can only be seen 70 move by the growing tan or
dust behind them .
the sense n war. Even the bugles which cry TO
each other down there about the nres have no
-hin-esr sickle Of the new moon burns pale above
The hill II the redness which the sun has left, with
III q feweller's design. The rests unbent
on rs edge before il beneath the hill. and
tvttrer OF the Kafir phinxes lsments the hour
That and not the camp 5ugle gives the real last
post, the night cal OF this ARD country into
which have come.
20 unbea-able. From Modder River Mr.. Battersby
writes:
= BLAZING WASTE OF SAND.