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SPORT AND WAR. 
CHAP. XII. 
athletic officer killed three warriors with his own sword, 
one of them being the chief, Zeto. Some others were 
killed and the remainder put to flight. 
By' this time it was near twelve o’clock, and the de¬ 
sultory fighting nearly over; for natives have in this way 
the power of terminating a fight whenever it is going 
against them merely by dispersing in the hush. The 
enemy had, however, been beaten at all points, and the 
General sounded the recall, directing me at the same 
time to go back into the open in the direction of the 
Guanga River and take up ground for the troops to 
encamp upon, or rather to s form 5 upon, and get a meal, 
as they had been under arms since three o’clock in the 
morning, offering me his spare horse, my own being 
a little done up from galloping from one detachment 
to the other. This horse was a vicious chestnut brute, 
which the General rarely mounted himself; and I men¬ 
tion this because I shall have to allude to the horse 
again. 
My old friend and companion through life, who was 
also on the staff (General J. Armstrong), said he would 
accompany me, and when we started the fresh horse 
commenced 6 bucking’ as a Cape horse only can buck, but 
by good luck I sat him, and to take it out of the beast 
we raced up a long slope; but when I got to the top 
the brute had got the bit between his teeth and no 
power on earth could hold him. He passed over the 
