The Boer in Peace and War   By: Arthur M. Mann

by

ARTHUR M. MANN

Author of The Truth From Johannesburg

With Sixteen Illustrations

London John Long 6 Chandos Street, Strand

1900

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[Illustration: BOER MOUNTED POLICE]

LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS

BOER MOUNTED POLICE (Frontispiece)

WAGGONS BRINGING WOOL TO EARLY MORNING MARKET (JOHANNESBURG)

A BOER HOMESTEAD

WAGGONS CROSSING RIVER

A BOER FAMILY

MAJUBA HILL

A BOER ENCAMPMENT

RAADZAAL, OR BOER PARLIAMENT HOUSE

PRESIDENT KRUGER'S HOUSE

PRESIDENT KRUGER

DUTCH CHURCH (PRETORIA)

BOER CATTLE FARM NEAR MAJUBA

SHOOTING RINDERPEST OXEN

WAGGON ON PONTOON OVER RIVER

BOERS OUTSPANNED FOR NACHTMAAL

BLOEMFONTEIN

THE BOER IN PEACE AND WAR

CHAPTER I

A Boer may know you, but it will take you some time to know him, and when a certain stage in your acquaintance is reached, you may begin to wonder whether his real nature is penetrable at all. His ways are not the ways of other people: he is suspicious, distant, and he does not care to show his hand unless, of course, there is some pecuniary advantage to be gained. He is invariably on the alert for advantages of that description.

His suspicious nature has probably been handed down to him from preceding generations. When he first set foot in South Africa he was naturally chary concerning the native population. He had to deal firmly with Bushmen, and the latter certainly proved a source of continual trouble. The Boer set himself a difficult task when he undertook to instil fear, obedience, and submission into the hearts of these barbarians a task that could only be faced by men of firm determination and unlimited self confidence.

These characteristics have always inspired the Boer, and although he may often have been the object of derision, it is to his credit that the predominant qualities mentioned have enabled him to pull through the miry clay. Without these qualities, it is patent that the little band which landed at the Cape long years ago would have succumbed before the conflicting forces which then existed. And as succeeding years passed on, and the sun still shone upon the heads of the pioneers, it is worthy to note that, despite the difficulties which continually presented themselves, the little band multiplied, prospered, and evolved an ensample not too mean to contemplate.

The Boer cannot be charged with any incapacity where the mere treatment of natives is concerned; he can manage that business perfectly. In the first place, he does not make the too common mistake of allowing the black populace to insert the thin end of the wedge. This is a mistake too often fraught with serious results, and the Boer knows it. A native, no matter if he be Swazi, Zulu, Basuto, or any other nationality, will always take advantage where such is offered, and he will follow it up with enough persistence to warrant ultimate success. In Natal, at the present time, this mistake is very apparent, and, in consequence, one very seldom encounters a native who is content to attire himself in any other manner than that adopted by his master. He demands decent clothing, and, if possible, it must be new and fashionable. I have known cases where a 'boy' has been presented with a respectable suit of clothes a little too small for him, and it is unnecessary to add that he disposed of that suit. People who have hitherto allowed their children to put their pennies in the Sunday School Mission box, will perhaps hesitate to continue supporting the 'poor, down trodden native' when they learn that he is so fastidious, and perhaps, after all, their spare coppers might be assigned to a more deserving cause.