The stream of ambulance was incessant--covered mule-waggons, little ox-carts, green dhoolies carried by indomitable Hindoos, knee-deep in water, and indifferent to every kind of death.

In the sixteen hours' fighting we have lost fourteen officers and 100 men killed, twenty-one officers and 220 men wounded.

The victory is ours.

Our men have done what they were set to do.

But two or three more such victories, and where should we be?
_Sunday, January 7, 1900._ The men remained on the position all night under arms, soaked through and hardly fed.