[Footnote 4:  Stream between Camp and village; it only had running water, though, after rain.]

[Footnote 5:  Mr. Van As’s eldest daughter.]

[Footnote 6:  Sannie Otto was the bosom friend of Sarah van As.  Sarah has since died.]

[Footnote 7:  My father was for many years minister at Colesberg, and my uncle again at Fauresmith.]

[Footnote 8:  Some friends at Durbanville subscribed about L20, with which I had bought some invalid food, to take down with me from Cape Town (beef tea, Benger’s Food, jelly, arrowroot, dozen bottles of port).  While visiting the sick I noted down the most distressing cases, and after the day’s work I made a final round to these tents with some of this invalid food.]

[Footnote 9:  Pieter de Lint, an old College friend.]

[Footnote 10:  Our Hymnary is divided into Psalms and Evangelical hymns (Psalmen en Gezangen).]

[Footnote 11:  I decided to note down always in diary my text for the address at the gravesides.  Our people expect the pastor to give an address before reading the Burial Service.]

[Footnote 12:  What with water to be carried, rations to be fetched, wood to be brought and chopped, food to be cooked (in the open), bread to be baked, washing to be done (not to speak of the menial sanitary duties), it was indeed hard for a mother (herself perhaps weak), with a number of sick children, to keep her tent clean.]

[Footnote 13:  Van Huysteens.  The mother was shot while they were fleeing before the English.  There was a babe of five months.]

[Footnote 14:  As a pigeon feeds its young.]

[Footnote 15:  Where I have often camped out.]

[Footnote 16:  College chum.]

[Footnote 17:  The twelfth was probably in hospital.]

[Footnote 18:  When removing the dead from a certain section of the Camp, the bearers had to pass my tent.]

[Footnote 19:  She was a probationer.]

[Footnote 20:  The women, brandishing the meat ration on high, literally laid siege to the official tent.  The meat supplied was miserably lean, quite unfit for consumption.  I myself wouldn’t have given it to a dog.  When thrown against a wall, for instance, it would stick.  Throughout the Camp it was dubbed “vrekvlys” (a man dies, an animal “vreks”—­vlys is meat).  The flour given was good, for the bread was usually excellent.]

[Footnote 21:  This number soon grew to 800.]

[Footnote 22:  There were three such tents about 100 yards beyond the hospital; they were the most dilapidated tents in the whole Camp, always open; they were occasionally blown down.]

[Footnote 23:  A ration of coal was sometimes served out.]

[Footnote 24:  Another old College chum.]

[Footnote 25:  The Van As’s received my ration (which was same as theirs), and I took all my meals with them.]

[Footnote 26:  This doctor, a most capable man, was always most friendly to me.  I had learnt to humour him, and he was ever willing to accompany me, even at night, to desperate cases.  He was, however, almost as universally detested as he was feared, and ultimately was knocked down by an irate husband.]