Soon, however, the Dervishes rushed to the attack, and Stewart found himself outnumbered by four to one.  The attack was delivered with appalling force.  The Arabs’ shouts as they rushed forward have been described by an eye-witness as like the thunder of the sea.

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Their onslaught was so sudden that the square was broken, the heavy camel corps suffering specially severely.  So did the naval brigade whose solitary Gardner gun jammed at the critical moment.  When Lord Charles Beresford was attempting to clear it his assistants were all speared and he himself was knocked senseless under the gun.  Somehow or other, with much difficulty, he managed to get back to the square.

During the afternoon, however, the Arabs’ attack began to diminish in violence.  Here was the cavalry’s opportunity.  They charged the enemy with great impetuosity.  Gradually the Dervishes were driven off by the aid of the artillery.  But there were the wells still to capture, and the detachment of the 19th Hussars was given that important mission.  They were able to accomplish it without resistance.  That night the thirsty force was able to drink water again—­albeit yellow in colour and weird of taste.

After a brief rest the advance on Metammeh was continued, with the Hussars still in the van.  On the following night there was a scene of wild disorder.  It was very dark and camels began to stumble and lose their places in the long grass.

The men were so weary that many went to sleep and even fell from their camels, which wandered along unguided and strayed far from the column.  The night was extraordinarily dark, and there was no moon to light the way for the exhausted column through the wild and pathless country, which would have been difficult to traverse even in broad daylight.  At times it was discovered that the troops were going in a circle and the rear guard found itself in front of the force.

When at last open ground was reached the enemy were found to be in strength.  Once again a fight was inevitable for the tired force.  So Stewart had a zeriba of camel saddles, boxes, etc., hastily flung up to protect his men.  By this time the horses of the 19th Hussars were so done up as to render them useless.  French’s regiment, therefore, was left with some artillery, under Colonel Barrow, in the zeriba, along with the war correspondents, who had tried in vain to make a dash back to Abu Klea.

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The rest of the force once more formed into a square to meet the enemy’s attack.  It was like a tornado when it came.

With a headlong rush eight hundred spearmen, led by emirs on magnificent horses, hurled themselves upon the British square.  Without a tremor the troops awaited their onslaught, cheering loudly as they saw the fluttering banners of the enemy approach.  The brunt of the attack was on the left angle of the front face, where the Guards and Mounted Infantry received the charge, at a distance of three hundred yards, with a fire so deadly that the front ranks of the yelling Dervishes were mown down.  The battle was over within a few moments.  The enemy never got within thirty yards of the square, but with broken ranks and wild confusion the spearmen fled, leaving two hundred and fifty of their dead upon the field.