Ref: A soldier's diary, 1899 - 1901, the diary of Murray Cosby Jackson of the 7th Mounted Infantry
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Chapter 10: Bothaville
The day we got to Bothaville we got on their track again, and had some sniping; so made a long march, and got to Bothaville after dark. We had some shell fire about five miles out, and Le Gallais horse was hit.
We camped in the town probably the Boers thought we had stayed five miles out. No one slept much that night among the men, as we were all marching around the little town (which we had burnt) seeing what we could find. After everything was fixed up I went with my two mess mates on a tour of inspection; this was about 11 p.m. The Lancers who burnt the place had pretty well gutted it…
…we made an early start next morning, and my company was right flank guard. We crossed the drift over the Valsch and got out in our place. The convoy had hardly got over the drift when the advance guard was on the Boer camp! Of course we could not see, as there was a rise between, but this is what happened:
The advance guard had barely got opened out properly when they topped a rise, and there were all the Boers' mules and horses grazing round and an outpost asleep about sixty yards in front of this laager, which was round a farm-house
(Map–b) with a dam
(Map–E). The Boers' were the first to see ours, and they ran out to get the horses and mules in; and then our advance-guard opened fire point blank into the Iaager, which responded, all the Boer who could not get to their horses getting behind the dam wall.
Each Joe as he got his horse or inspanned a Cape cart, cleared on his own to a line of scrub about three-quarters of a mile away, where presumably De Wet (who was the first to clear as usual) reformed them. Meanwhile we were coming along on the right flank, wondering what all the shell fire was about, for we never dreamt that they had been camped so close to us.
Suddenly we came over the rise just above the farm on the right, and were not left long in doubt as to what was going on when they saw us. Both sides were using case, but the Boers soon had to abandon their guns, and all got into the dam, or rather behind the dam-bank.
At one time the riflefire was so hot that our guns were left, but about eight M.I. crawled up and got under them, so they were never really abandoned.
A man named
Green, of the Lincolns, got the D.C.M. for carrying ammunition. He took a case along the firing line scarcely 100 yards from the position a sufficiently plucky thing when you consider the effect a bullet would have in a case of ammunition; it would not be so bad, of course, with loose rounds.
Early in the fight
Le Gallais, Colonel Cross, and the staff rode up to the farm-house, which is almost on the dam
(Map – b), and going straight through looked out of a back window which overlooked the position.
He was shot through the chest instantly, so was Col. Cross, and I believe several others, till it came down to Major Welch's turn to command the column.
He was in charge of the convoy at the time, and on being sent for he came up at a comfortable hand-gallop, swinging his cane, and talking to himself, I've no doubt, as it was a great habit of his. He was proceeding to inspect the position, when he was shot through the neck.
After this it was Tommy's battle-single men and little groups manoeuvring on their own. A road runs past the farm with a shallow sandy bank, and they crawled up here, scooping little pieces for cover with their hands and every little salt bush had a man behind. The pom~pom got up into the garden ! was worked and deserted for cover ultimately, as the Boers attention was attracted elsewhere. At last some one of the Malta M.I. shouted "Fix bayonets!” and it was passed on.
It on record that just four men could fix bayonets, as the majority had been used for picqueting pegs so often that the socket was knocked flat But the Boers did not know this, and stood up in a body waving anything white they had. Most of this we learnt after, as early in the fight the right flank guard was sent off to the right almost back to the river, where we were kept pretty busy by the men who had got away under De ·wet, who were trying to get round our flank.
They were round both sides, being opposed on the left by the dismounted men, and it might have ended differently if De Lisle had not come up, when they cleared, and we went back to the farm. Unlike a good many wel known fights, Bothaville looked like a battle-field, dead horses everywhere. We passed Col. Cross's or Major Rickey's horse, a fine old English chap, standing in a pool of water, shot through, just in front of and just behind the flap of the saddle.
Major Welch's horse was lying riddled about seventy paces from the laager. The guns looked chipped about, and the waggons and Cape carts were in splinters. Every here and there little hollows had been scraped in the sand most of them with blood marks in them.
They were collecting the dead and wounded as we got there, in waggons, and they buried them, Boers and all. I don't know the numbers, but the percentage was biggest of wounded. There were 130 prisoners (some of the Staats Artillery) and six guns. Two of these were Q battery's, lost at Sanna's Post, and Q battery was with us at Bothaville.
They were pretty glad to get their guns back, and all the waggons, etc. a pretty good capture.