Black and White Budget, No. 21, Vol. II, March 3rd 1900

blAck and white budget March 3,1900 A few week sago the enemy surrounding Mafeking tried to send a force of Kaffirs into tin* town under a flag of truce, presumably with a view to helping to consume the besieged provisions !Of course, Baden- Powell sent them back, and the enemy were so angry at the failure of their very transparent dodge, that they ,fired heavily on the English flag of truce. Sir George White, a few weeks ago, similarly tried to get a body of natives out of Ladysmith, but the Boers refused a passage. During the siege of Calais years ago the hard-pressed garrison turned out the non-fighters, and as the enemy declined to let them pass the poor people had to starve to death under the walls of the place. A French paper, the Petit Bleu, tells a queer story of the lost guns at Colenso. The writer, who is with the Boers, states that among the British wounded was found Colonel Hunt, who was shot through both thighs, and who had placed a small card on his breast bearing the following words in his own handwriting:—“ I am responsible for the loss of the ten guns.” The correspondent adds that Colonel Hunt appeared to be delirious when discovered. The blame has been put on Colonel Long, who is severely wounded, and it will be recalled that Colonel Hunt pressed Long to abandon the guns when all seemed hopeless. This yarn, how­ever, has been officially stated to be absolutely without foundation. The ordinary reading public must have been struck by the remarkable affection and respect existing between the British officer and his men, as related in incidents |of the war. At the Modder River battle, for instance, i a private tells of his captain who was struck almost at |the same time by five bullets—two in the mouth, one in the chest, one in the stomach, and one in the left shoulder. He was dying, and ashe walked a few yards the blood gushed out of his mouth. But he managed to say :“My God !my God! I’m shot. Lay down, laymen, down.” In a few moments his fine spirit had fled, yet it is evident that his last thoughts were of his Amen. t the request of several visitors who were present the other night at the Black and White Smoking! Concert, held in the Green Dragon, we print a topical verse, added and sung by a member of our editorial staff to Dr. Conan Doyle’s “Who Carries the Gun ?”It maybe explained that one of our staff, Mr. Ernest W. Friend, has gone out to the front with the C .I.V .,and the verse was added in his honour. It runs :—“Who carries the gun? A lad from Black and White We’ll let him Forgo, well we know He’s gone the Boers to fight. Then fill up your glasses As if to the lasses, And drain them, every drop.Let’s hope our Friend The war will end And make old Kruger Whop.” e have received an interesting letter from a corre­spondent in Chicago, telling us of the state of feeling there. Here are a few extracts :—“Judging from the tone of Chicago newspapers I should say it was a great i act of self-abnegation for their editors and reporters j to be obliged to chronicle a British success every once in awhile, and the modest heading of such a para­graph is in marked contrast to the flaming head-Iines which appear when the Boers succeed in repulsing an attack, which is instantly imagined into a Great Boer Vic tory .Of course Chicago is a cosmopolitan city, avery large percentage of the population being of German origin, whose sympathies, whether naturally or otherwise, arc with the Boers. I was asked by an American why it was the majority cf the American people would like to seethe Boers victorious. Indi­vidually I do not believe the thinking classes of Ameri­cans are in sympathy with the Boers, and the Pres> hardly represents the real feelings of the country, being actuated from political or selfish reasons rather than from antagonism to England.” Our correspondent sends a cutting from a Chicago newspaper headed “All Britain Finds F a ult,’ and stating with absolute certainty all the stupid club gossip which has been ongoing about the generals at the Front, <?.».,“It is now well known that General Buller despises Field-Marshal Lord Roberts and hates General Kitchener.” It also says some very severe things about the Yeomanry, on which our American friend remarks :“Americans will recollect that out of the 250.000 men called out in the war with Spain only 25.000 were regulars, the rest being composed of clerks and book-keepers.” A curious poem has been sent home by Corporal Judkins of the Royal Horse Guards Blue. It is sup­posed to be written by a Boer prisoner, one J. B.F. Schumann. It probably represents the feeling of the Boers much more now than when it was written. We give one verse :—The broken spirit and contrite heart Thou never dost despise, O Lord !Yea, just and merciful Thou art To such as hearken to Thy word Who suppliant in Thy presence creep And bow themselves before Thy throne— So do we now—yea, Lord, we weep, For we have sinn’d ’gainst Thee alone. A troop erin the Cape Mounted Rifles, with General Gatacre, complains that instead of getting necessaries free on active service, he and his comrades are being made to pay, and “are continually being dotted down for something out.”worn “Boots ”is his especial griev­ance, ashe has had to buy boots of an inferior quality .when he should have been given a pair of good, sound, !service boots. Having to pay for the shoeing of horses is another legitimate cause of grumbling among the troopers. A apps erin the telegraph section of the Royal Engineers, writing from Modder River, sends a cheeriul letter, showing that life there is comfortable and enjoyable. “Each evening a party is made up for a swim, and it is rather amusing to seethe beginner*' try and do their little bit. One was enjoying himself O .K .,and had just wandered beyond his depth when someone shouted, ‘Mind those whiskers there if you get them wet you will sink.’ The swimmer tried to smile, but it was too much for him, and he under,went much to the delight of the onlookers.” I nan Indian post-office was received a letter addressed to a soldier at Ladysmith, marked, “To be sent by pigeon-post.” The postmaster returned the letter to the sender with the remark, “Please attach pigeon.” Had Private Crute, of theist Coldstream Guards, |been in the gallery of St. Columbus Church, Sunder­ land, he might have had the enviable experience of Tom Sawyer, that of listening to his own funeral sermon. He was reported killed at the Battle of Magersfontein. His parents residing in Sunderland were much grieved at the]news, as were the neighbours of the district, more especially his personal acquaintances. Shortly afterwards a memorial service was held inSt. Columbus Church, where his family attend, and there the minister spoke in eulogistic terms of the deceased, during which the audience were moved to tears later on in the even­ing it was resolved to place a memorial tablet in the church, and the service terminated. A few days afte:- the whole district was surprised when news came that Private Crute was a prisoner in “Pretoria.”
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