'You will not say now that the young Boer cannot shoot,' was the harshest word which the least restrained of them made use of.

Between one and two hundred dead and wounded were scattered over the hill.

Those who were within reach of human help received all that could be given.

Captain Rice, of the Fusiliers, was carried wounded down the hill on the back of one giant, and he has narrated how the man refused the gold piece which was offered him.

Some asked the soldiers for their embroidered waist-belts as souvenirs of the day.