They used to tell me that such and such a man was their wife's cousin or their aunt's brother.

Moreover, as long as you were accompanied by a native, you were always sure of certain information concerning the whereabouts of the Boers; but to these latter they would lie with stupid, solemn faces.
When we neared Kraipann, we came to a region of rocks and kopjes, truly a God-forsaken country.

Leaving our horses in the native stadt, we proceeded on foot to the scene of the disaster.

There was not much to see, after all--merely a pilot armoured engine, firmly embedded its whole length in the gravel.

Next to this, an ordinary locomotive, still on the rails, riddled on one side with bullets, and on the other displaying a gaping aperture into the boiler, which told its own tale.
Then came an armoured truck--H.M.'s _Mosquito_--that I had seen leaving Mafeking so trim and smart, but now battered with shot; and lastly another truck, which had been carrying the guns.