but soon it quickened into a magnificent rush, the wounded Kekewich whooping on his men, and the guns coming into action as the enemy began to fall back before the fierce charge of the British riflemen.  At six o’clock De la Rey’s burghers had seen that their attempt was hopeless, and were in full retreat—­a retreat which could not be harassed by the victors, whose cavalry had been converted by that hail of bullets into footmen.  The repulse had been absolute and complete, for not a man or a cartridge had been taken from the British, but the price paid in killed and wounded was a heavy one.  No fewer than 161 had been hit, including the gallant leader, whose hurt did not prevent him from resuming his duties within a few days.  The heaviest losses fell upon the Scottish Horse, and upon the Derbys; but the Yeomanry also proved on this, as on some other occasions, how ungenerous were the criticisms to which they had been exposed.  There are few actions in the war which appear to have been more creditable to the troops engaged.

Though repulsed at Moedwill, De la Rey, the grim, long-bearded fighting man, was by no means discouraged.  From the earliest days of the campaign, when he first faced Methuen upon the road to Kimberley, he had shown that he was a most dangerous antagonist, tenacious, ingenious, and indomitable.  With him were a body of irreconcilable burghers, who were the veterans of many engagements, and in Kemp he had an excellent fighting subordinate.  His command extended over a wide stretch of populous country, and at any time he could bring considerable reinforcements to his aid, who would separate again to their farms and hiding-places when their venture was accomplished.  For some weeks after the fight at Moedwill the Boer forces remained quiet in that district.  Two British columns had left Zeerust on October 17th, under Methuen and Von Donop, in order to sweep the surrounding country, the one working in the direction of Elands River and the other in that of Rustenburg.  They returned to Zeerust twelve days later, after a successful foray, which had been attended with much sniping and skirmishing, but only one action which is worthy of record.

This was fought on October 24th at a spot near Kleinfontein, upon the Great Marico River, which runs to the north-east of Zeerust.  Von Donop’s column was straggling through very broken and bush-covered country when it was furiously charged in the flank and rear by two separate bodies of burghers.  Kemp, who commanded the flank attack, cut into the line of wagons and destroyed eight of them, killing many of the Kaffir drivers, before he could be driven off.  De la Rey and Steenkamp, who rushed the rear-guard, had a more desperate contest.  The Boer horsemen got among the two guns of the 4th R.F.A., and held temporary possession of them, but the small escort were veterans of the ‘Fighting Fifth,’ who lived up to the traditions of their famous north-country regiment.  Of the gun crews of the section, amounting to about