There is a little fever and a good deal of dysentery even now among the regulars.

The stream by the camp is condemned, and all water is supplied in tiny rations from pumps.

The main permanent camp is built of corrugated iron, practically the sole building material in South Africa, and quite universal for roofs, so that the country has few "architectural features" to boast of.

The cavalry are quartered in the tin huts, but the Liverpools, Devons, Gordons, and Volunteers have pitched their own tents, and a terrible time they are having of it.

Dust is the curse of the place.