Re: Pat Ritter. Books
Posted: Thu Feb 01, 2018 9:36 pm
'The Year That Never Was' - Page 65:
Tune of Waltzing Matilda rose from the voices of each soldier marching in tune to this Colonial anthem. They marched, marched and marched until night fall. Joe gave orders to make camp. After all tents erected Joe ordered both sergeants to his tent for review their day's march.
Staring at a map spread on a makeshift table both sergeants stood erect, saluted to inform their leader they arrived. 'Stand easy.' Joe instructed. 'Have a look here on this map to give you both some idea where we're going.' Joe explained beckoning both sergeants to look at the map.
'Sorry Lieutenant. I can't read nor write.' Billy explained. The other sergeant nodded his head to agree he couldn't either.
'Okay. Leave the reading of the map to me. I'll try to explain our daily trek.' Joe went on to explain they marched a small distance without any concerns. At this stage plenty of food, water for the soldiers. In frustration Joe explained how 'this is like the blind leading the blind.' If and when they come across Boer guerrillas they will fight but until then trek their way to the Transvaal. Both sergeants nodded. He dismissed the sergeants instructing them to break camp at daylight.
Over the next couple of weeks one day led into the next. At this stage they hadn't come across any farms. 'This country is worse than ours in a drought.' Joe shared with Billy during one of their quiet moments when they shared their thoughts.
'I think this is worse. Harsher country. So far everything is going well as to be expected. Be good for morale if we found some Boers to fight.' Billy shared his thoughts.
'Doesn't look like we'll come across any soon. My orders showed many of the Boers are now Boer guerrillas feeding off their farmers. We haven't come across any farms so far. Let's hope something will happen soon. Otherwise we're on a wild goose chase.' Joe explained frustrated.
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Tune of Waltzing Matilda rose from the voices of each soldier marching in tune to this Colonial anthem. They marched, marched and marched until night fall. Joe gave orders to make camp. After all tents erected Joe ordered both sergeants to his tent for review their day's march.
Staring at a map spread on a makeshift table both sergeants stood erect, saluted to inform their leader they arrived. 'Stand easy.' Joe instructed. 'Have a look here on this map to give you both some idea where we're going.' Joe explained beckoning both sergeants to look at the map.
'Sorry Lieutenant. I can't read nor write.' Billy explained. The other sergeant nodded his head to agree he couldn't either.
'Okay. Leave the reading of the map to me. I'll try to explain our daily trek.' Joe went on to explain they marched a small distance without any concerns. At this stage plenty of food, water for the soldiers. In frustration Joe explained how 'this is like the blind leading the blind.' If and when they come across Boer guerrillas they will fight but until then trek their way to the Transvaal. Both sergeants nodded. He dismissed the sergeants instructing them to break camp at daylight.
Over the next couple of weeks one day led into the next. At this stage they hadn't come across any farms. 'This country is worse than ours in a drought.' Joe shared with Billy during one of their quiet moments when they shared their thoughts.
'I think this is worse. Harsher country. So far everything is going well as to be expected. Be good for morale if we found some Boers to fight.' Billy shared his thoughts.
'Doesn't look like we'll come across any soon. My orders showed many of the Boers are now Boer guerrillas feeding off their farmers. We haven't come across any farms so far. Let's hope something will happen soon. Otherwise we're on a wild goose chase.' Joe explained frustrated.
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