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CHAP. XTII. 
saying to the men, 4 By G—, soldiers, if you do not fall 
in and be steady, the Kafirs will rush in and stab you 
like sheep.’ It must be borne in mind that these men 
were chiefly young soldiers; they had but recently ar¬ 
rived in the Colony, and most of them had never been 
under fire before. They only required guidance, for they 
immediately fell into order, showed a steady front, and 
the Kafirs were checked at once. Mackinnon, who was 
coming to the rear, must have seen what happened, for 
he rode up to me and said, 4 Well done, Bisset!’ 
General Mackinnon is one of the coolest men 
under fire that I have ever known. I have seen him 
advance on horseback with an attacking party against 
the enemy, posted in strong positions, smoking his 
cigar in the coolest manner while the bullets were 
falling about like hail. 
We then moved on down a long slope, and crossed 
the stream at the real Bailie’s Grave—I say the real, 
because I buried the remains of this brave man at this 
spot in the Kafir War of 1835. He fell there with 
twenty-eight men, fighting bravely, and not one es¬ 
caped to tell the tale. It was not until some time 
afterwards that we found the remains and buried them 
in two graves. 
This Charles Bailie was a fine fellow. He was 
a lieutenant, and a brother officer of mine, in the 1st 
Battalion of Native Infantry, during the Kafir War of 
