New-York tribune., 1900-04-29

womnded again at I PaaIdeberg The
to
you might well not be here at all The bone
So psasea hsTay por fHs xss
his ais seatc nerve had been poushed up BY bullet ,i
in time accommodate Itself, 'Laneashire F'usil,
only five Officers out of Of twenty S s' LETT. and
captain A In command Yes. the InniskiliinEs , lost
ders, of the Queen" and those who can move
ana sit up In bed-poor soldiers of the Queen
Such are the harder sadder sides of war In the
great desire to write of the military details of vic
tories and defeats the British public has had small
chance to learn of the misery and sorrow that war
is causing The lulI at Bloemfontein gave the
correspondents opportunity to go into detail, to
describe horrors Of death and disease that pass
forgotten when thousands of cavalry charging
across the plain. Long casualty lists messages
Of mercy compared to truthful account OF the
sufferings of private parched with thirst dying
Of his wounds,
SONGS OF THE BULLETS AND SHELLS.
Provost -Battersby. IN THE Morning POST writes;
There IS a bird out here. a little brown bird Ike
6Tambiing with note that .' exactly y n mSs - the ne
ugly places. The Lee-Metford's note IS nearly q
a laden bee. Between the three there can be no
mistaking, but the Beers have four or five other
dop6 HTfdef the rGg and yeoet Varies
meiodious period is eighteen hundred yards point
blank it IS nothing but nasty nasal sneer but
teTs s MA" Fl fiat pDos Dosed du0 or Dumdummed Mauser
probably makes sound which one att1b9es 3 s to to
comes from Ma4ser @ spinning mir the wrong On way sa
ghost--indescribably curdling. Perhaps the knowl-
edge that such odd moments 1t will let an inch
The worst and best of bullet music is that one
always hears 1t behind ID one @ 1t Is b5 past Of
only consolation when the bullets are few
On the other hand, one listens to the painting OF
Of bomb q
the splitting bang announces its arrival some
grow quicker as the thing. comes straight onward
till one almost feel it in the air That IL If one ne
open ones feet. is the psychological moment for
the damage which the shell does not do is wonder
full. At Driefontein the enemy dropped 10 one mo NJ,
order d %as brought IT in mt to % bear to the right The
hd e %RRRo en thf off by
eTp9p on d nd fe dust N s@sed ahG h
drivers went forward to cut out the pieces the
mules staggered span by. span to their feet and
whip, none the worse for their tumble. Such in
cidents should make one view smell fre Almost VIII
a friendly eye, but the 15-pounder Is not always
humorist.
ON THE ROAD TO KIMBERLEY.
On a ride to Kimberley Charles e. Hands, of
1.-THE Daily Mail" passed the battlefield of
Driefontein where. week before, hundred dead
Beers were buried He writes:
I encounter a Kimberley Light Horseman, who
has come across the country along the Inc & OF me ne
said jerking his thumb backward al t1e ridges
Ra e6sS h @ ns'E nf aaf %ssa s assys
dead 5pfad asad he said % II bTsG 1ysG sm after
style he said; bundled them in 81 shallow hole
and chuGked some stones em But PTed
and the stones have rolled off en- and now there's
hfeds afe sure he1 aPe fs 81 R
said II could tell that mile off Besides. looked
BEHIND every kopje was the straw and litter of
hundreds Of empty biscuit cans, which shone like
quicksilver in the bright, clear sunlight And all
Grove, from Poplar Grove to 6sfonten. where !
66T%ssed ne orsfs at With er skins dry
with the and big holes in their sides through
vntres 91 @ he of e
casses. But, though dead and sun dried and yulure
emptied, the horses neck and eyeless head Were
stretched out always with a pathetic sort of sug-
gestion Of the agony OF death
From this grewsome picture it is relief to turn
to Bennett Bureighs rather humorous account of
the affair in which Colonels Crabbe and Cordng-
ton were wounded and the Hon. E. Lyon killed.
1t will be remembered that these officers of the
Guards with several others had ridden out from
Grel Station unattended and fell into ambush. Mr..
Burleigh says:
Both colonies have been wounded before in the
to where he was previously hit AS they lay upon upon
kept 'pineins" away at them. from behind their
perfect cover: Then a discussion ensued between
yards apart as to what was to be done all of thfm hem
IN" said Colonel Codrington; its useless. Wave
'Ill be hanged if l do" said the bluff Colonel of
the Grenadiers wave your own if you want to-"
There's no USE" said Colonel Codrington; its
red silk; a rag bull. Don't be ridiculous and
have all killed; bring cut your white handker-
chief, Crabbe'
And talk Of this kind went on for several minutes
before Colonel Crabbe waved his pocket handker-
chief. The Beers ceased firing and came
up to the wounded men. With considerable skill
and they bound up the wounds of each of the
injured men, and then, Mass Farm being near, car
ried them thither. Every attention was bestowed
upon the unfortunate officers, and refreshments
were given them. In the course of the evening the
ambulance and army medicos arrived, and victors
and vanquished said goodby to each other, the
Boers allowing their wounded prisoners to be car
tant the Hon, Z. Lyon was also borne back to
camp. To-day IL to have been inferred at
but his relative, Lord Henniker, pre-
ferred that the remains should be buried near
where he fell. the body this afternoon
rowfully followed to its last lonely resting place