We carried away some six hundred cases of this ammunition,[48] and hid it at a spot about three hundred paces from the station.
When the sun set, the burghers were again on the march.

But what a curious spectacle they presented! Each man had loaded his horse so heavily with goods that there was no room for himself on the saddle; he had, therefore, to walk, and lead his horse by the bridle.

And how could it be otherwise?
For the burghers had come from a shop where no money was demanded, and none paid! But the most amusing thing of all was to watch the "Tommies" when I gave them the order to march.

The poor Veldtcornet, who was entrusted with the task of conducting them to our camp, had his hands full when he tried to get them away from the booty; and when at last he succeeded, the soldiers carried such enormous loads, that one could almost fancy that every man of them was going to open a store.

But they could not carry such burdens for long, and soon they were obliged to diminish their bulk, thus leaving a trail of parcels to mark the road they had taken! And now it was time for the fire to do its work, and I ordered fifteen men to set the great heap of booty alight.