CHAP. XII. 
THE BATTLE OF THE GUANGA. 
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prisoner had been disposed of. Eonnd the camp-fires 
the battle was being fought over again, when the man 
confessed that he was not going to take a black black¬ 
guard to the rear while there was so much going on at 
the front. Alas! what is a man not capable of when 
his blood is up! 
The chief turned out to be of much political im¬ 
portance in this way. It was the Frontier Kafirs under 
the great chief Sandilli—that is, Kafirland proper—who 
had made war on the Colony. Krilli, the paramount 
chief of all Kafirland, lived with the tribes beyond the 
Kie River, and he was known to be so far implicated 
that he had received the cattle of the chiefs who were 
at open war and also the plunder from the Colony; but 
it was not known that he had actually taken a part in 
the war or entered British territory. 
The prisoner chief, however, convicted him ; for he 
was at once recognised by Mr. Hoole, the Kafir in¬ 
terpreter, as one of Krilli’s chief councillors, and was 
that day in command of a large contingent of the 
paramount chief’s warriors. 
Lieutenant Boyce was sent out the next day, and 
counted 270 dead warriors on the field of battle; but 
very many must have hid themselves and died who 
were not counted; and the number of wounded must 
have been great, for I myself saw many running with 
the stream covered with blood, and some with bullet- 
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