CHAP. XVII. 
THE BOOMAH PASS. 
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through a comparatively open country to the Keiskama 
Hoek, where we formed a camp for the night—I say 
camp ; hut as there was nothing but soldiers without 
tents, it was a queer sort of camp. What we did was to 
form a square, with the soldiers lying down with their 
muskets facing outwards. The Doctor then attended to 
the wounded. My mode of conveyance from where I was 
lifted from my horse to the camp was far from a pleasant 
one. It was in this wise : a man got me by each arm, 
with his elbow well into my armpits ; my face was 
towards the ground, every now and then scratching over 
mimosa bush, brambles, and long grass; whilst a third 
man was between my legs, well up into the fork, with one 
of my thighs tucked under each of his arms. I don’t 
wish my worst enemy to be in the same position. 
Dr. Fraser was most kind and attentive to the 
wounded; and I was plugged and bandaged up in a 
most comfortable manner. Captain Catty’s were the 
most extraordinary wounds. All the fire from the 
enemy came from the right side of the defile ; hence I 
was shot in the left thigh advancing to the infantry; 
while Catty had received to all appearance three balls 
on the right side. Strange to say, not one ball had 
actually passed into his body; one ball struck the small 
rib and came out again within an inch or so of where 
it entered; the second ball also struck a rib, and from 
there ran up under the skin and lodged, where it was 
