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to the attack, but either were purposely kept back 

 to await the result of the smaller party's effort, 

 or else got bushed in the dark amongst the scrub 

 and palm trees between the two forces ; anyhow, 

 they seemed to spend most of the night blowing 

 bugles in the distance. 



Afterwards, when I was a prisoner, the Germans 

 told me that the idea was to try and stampede 

 the Indian troops by that night attack. As it 

 turned out, the Indian troops were quite steady, 

 and the heavy maxim fire of some of the Indian 

 regiments must have destroyed most of that small 

 party of Germans, for many of their askaris were 

 lying dead in front of the camp in the morning. 

 A German officer, who it was evident had bravely 

 led the attack, was found dead in the morning 

 within a few yards of one of our maxim pits. Our 

 brigade had but few losses that night, the enemy 

 firing consistently too high. 



Next day came the fight at Kahe, and our 

 regiment saw but little of the fighting, for we had 

 only three or four casualties. During the morning, 

 I was sent on with another trooper with a message, 

 and, coming back, we stood watching the Fusiliers 

 pass by on their way up to reinforce the firing line. 

 These were originally recruited from the Legion 

 of Frontiersmen, volunteers who always had a 

 full share of any fighting that was going. Cer- 

 tainly, when it came to fighting, there was never 

 any doubt about the good old " Boosiliers," as 

 they were nicknamed. The Fusiliers halted as 



