it was in august, 1850. some newly-arrived emigrants had just landed from their ship, and were walking through the streets of cape town, watching with great amusement the novel sights, the picturesque groups of swarthy malays in huge beehive-shaped hats, with red-and-yellow bandanas round their necks, and their women in dresses of the most gorgeous colours. settlers from inland farms rode at a reckless pace through the streets, and huge waggons drawn by eight or ten bullocks came creaking along, often at a trot. one of the party stopped before a placard.

"active young men wanted for the cape mounted rifles. for full particulars as to service and pay, inquire of the adjutant at the barracks of the corps."

"i thought they were recruited in england," he muttered to himself. "i will go round presently and see about it, but i will look at the papers first. if there is any trouble on with the natives it would suit me well, but i certainly will not enlist merely to dawdle about in the towns. i would rather carry out my idea of buying a farm and going in for stock-raising." he went into a liquor shop, called for some of the native wine, and took up a newspaper. it contained numerous letters from settlers on the frontier, all saying that the attitude of the natives had changed greatly within the last few weeks, and that all sorts of alarming rumours were current, and it was feared that in spite of the solemn treaties they had made two years before, the natives were again going to take up arms.

"i think that's good enough," he said to himself. "there are likely to be stirring times again here. nothing would suit my case better than an active life, hard work, and plenty of excitement."

having finished his wine, he inquired the way to the barracks of the detachment of the corps stationed at cape town, and being directed to it, entered the gates. he smiled to himself at his momentary feeling of surprise at the sentry at the gate neglecting to salute him, and then inquiring for the orderly room, he went across the little barrack-yard and entered. the adjutant looked up from the table at which he was writing.

"i see a notice that you want men, sir," the new-comer said.

"yes, we are raising two fresh troops. what age are you?"

"twenty-eight."

"you have served before, have you not?" the adjutant said, looking at the well-knit figure standing before him.

"'you have served before, have you not?' the adjutant said."

"yes, i have served before."

"infantry or cavalry?"

"the infantry; but i can ride."

"have you your papers of discharge?"

"no."

"have you any one to speak to your character?"

"no one here. i only landed this morning by the thalia, which came in from england last night."

"that is awkward," the officer said. "you know that as a rule we only enlist in england, and only take applicants of good character."

"i am aware of that, sir; but as just at present you are likely to want men who can fight, character is not of so much importance."

the adjutant smiled, and again scrutinised the applicant closely.

"the man has been an officer," he said to himself. "well, that is nothing to me; he has the cut of a soldier all over."

"do you know the conditions of service? you provide your own horse and uniform. government provides arms. in the event of your not being able to find your horse and uniform, government will—as it is anxious to fill up the ranks as soon as possible—provide them, and stop the money from your pay."

"i can provide horse and uniform."

"very well, then, i will take you," the officer said.

"i enlist as harry blunt. i may say, sir, that i should feel very greatly obliged if, as i know my duty, you would post me to a troop already up the country instead of to one of those you are raising, and who will have to learn their drill and how to sit a horse before they can be sent up on active duty."

"i can do that," the officer said; "it is only yesterday that we called for recruits, and we have only had two or three applications at present; there is a draft going on to port elizabeth next week, and if i find that you are, as you say, up in your drill, i will send you up with them."

"thank you, sir, i am very much obliged to you."

"the major will be here at four o'clock," the adjutant said; "come in at that time, and you can be attested and sworn in."

"after all," ronald mervyn said to himself, as he strode away, "there's nothing like soldiering. i know i should have fretted for the old work if i had settled down on a farm, or even if i had gone in, as i half thought of doing, for shooting for a year or so before settling down. if these natives really mean to make trouble, we shall have an exciting time of it, for the men i have talked with who fought in the last war here say that they have any amount of pluck, and are enemies not to be despised. now i will be off and look for a horse. i'd better not order my uniform until i am sworn in; the major may, perhaps, refuse me on the ground of want of character." he went up to two or three young farmers who were standing talking in the street.

"i am a stranger, gentlemen, and have just landed. i want to buy a good horse; can you tell me what is the best way to set about it?"

"you will have no difficulty about that," one of them replied, "for there's been a notice up that government wants to buy horses, and at two o'clock this afternoon, those who have animals to dispose of fit for cavalry service are to bring them into the parade ground in front of the infantry barracks. government has only asked for fifty horses, and there will probably be two or three times that number brought in. we have each brought in a horse or two, but they are rather expensive animals. i believe the horses are intended for mounts for staff-officers. they want more bone and strength than is general in the horses here."

"i don't much mind what i pay," ronald said, carelessly. "however, gentlemen, i may see you down there, and if government does not take your horses, perhaps i may make a deal with one of you."

at the appointed hour ronald strolled down to the parade. there were a good many officers assembled there, and a large number of young boer farmers, each with one or more horses, led by natives. the major and adjutant of the cape mounted rifles were examining the horses, which were ridden up and down before them by their owners, the adjutant himself sometimes mounting and taking them a turn. presently his eyes fell upon ronald, who was closely scrutinising the horses.

"that is the young fellow i was speaking to you about, major, the man in the tweed suit examining that horse's mouth."

"yes, i have no doubt you are right, lawson; he has the cut of a military man all over, and beyond all question a gentleman. out-ran the constable at home, i suppose. well, we will take him anyhow; for rough work men of that stamp make the very best soldiers. i fancy we have more than one in our ranks now. no, you need not bring that horse up," he broke off, addressing the young farmer, whose horse ronald had just been examining. "he's got some vice about him, or you would not be offering him at our prices."

"he's as good a horse as there is in the colony," the young dutchman said; "but i am not offering him at your price. i thought that some young officer might be inclined to buy him, and i have brought him down to show. there is no vice about him that i know of, but he has only been mounted twice, and as he has never been off the farm before he is a bit fidgety."

"what do you want for him?" the major asked, examining the horse closely.

"i want a hundred and twenty pounds for him."

"a hundred and twenty fiddlesticks," the major said. "why, man, there are not ten horses in the colony worth a hundred and twenty pounds."

"perhaps not," the young dutchman said, coolly, "but this is one of the ten."

several of the other officers now came up and examined the horse, and they were unanimous in their approval of him.

"he would be worth three hundred as a hunter at home," one of them remarked, "but nobody's going to give such a price as that out here, when you can get a decent runner for twenty; but he is certainly the handsomest horse i have seen since i have been in the colony, and i have seen some good ones, too."

the farmer moved off with the horse. as he left the ground, ronald again walked up to him.

"i like your horse," he said, "and if you will take a hundred pounds for him, i will give it you."

"very well," the dutchman said, "i will take it, but i wouldn't take a penny under. have you the money here?"

"i have not got it in my pocket," ronald replied, "but i have letters of credit on the bank. walk round with me there, and i will give you the cash."

in ten minutes the money was obtained and handed to the farmer, who gave ronald a receipt for it. ronald took the halter from the hands of the native, and at once led the horse to the stable of the hotel at which he had already left his luggage. then he ordered one of the cases to be opened, and took out a saddle and bridle which he had brought out with him in view of rough colonial work.

"i did not expect to be suited so soon," he said to himself, "and certainly did not expect to find such a mount here. i like him better than either of my old hunters, and will back him, after a couple of months' good handling, to win any military steeplechase. that's money well laid out; when a man may have to ride for his life, money in horseflesh is a good investment."

he went down at four o'clock, and was attested and sworn in.

"i saw you down on the parade ground, blunt," the adjutant said. "we have bought a score of horses for the use of recruits. you can have one of them at the government price if you choose."

"i am much obliged to you, sir," ronald replied, "but i picked one up myself."

"he will have to pass inspection, you know, blunt?"

"i think he's good enough to pass, sir," ronald said, quietly. "i am considered a pretty good judge of a horse."

"there is the address of a tailor," the adjutant said, handing him a card; "he has got a supply of the right cloth, and has contracted to supply uniforms at a very reasonable price. you need not come into barracks until to-morrow, unless you choose."

"i thank you, sir. i have a few things to get, and i would rather not report myself until to-morrow afternoon, if you will give me leave."

"very well, then, i will not ration you to-morrow. report yourself to sergeant menzies any time before nine o'clock in the evening."

ronald gave the military salute, turned on his heel, and went out of the barracks. he went straight to the tailor whose card had been given to him. "i want to be measured for a uniform for the mounted rifles," he said. "how much do you charge?"

"we supply tunic, jacket, and two pairs of breeches, and cap, for nine pounds."

"when can you let me have them?"

"in three days."

"i must have them by to-morrow afternoon, by six o'clock, and i will pay you two pounds extra to get them done by then. but mind, i want good-fitting clothes. do you understand?"

"you will pay eleven pounds for them if i get them ready by six o'clock. very well, then, i will try and do them."

"of course you can do them, if you choose," ronald said. "if you get them cut out and stitched together, i will come in at nine o'clock in the morning to try them on. now where can i get jack-boots?"

"the last shop down the end of this street. moens is the name. he always keeps a lot by him, and the mounted rifles here mostly deal with him."

ronald was fortunate enough to obtain a pair of boots that fitted him well, and he now strolled back to his hotel. the next morning, after trying on his uniform, which was of dark green, he went to the stables and saddled his new purchase. the horse was fidgety and nervous from its new surroundings, and refused for some time to let him mount; but he patted and soothed it, and then putting one hand on the saddle, sprang into it at a bound. he rode at a walk through the streets, and when he got beyond the limits of the town touched the horse with his spurs. the animal reared up, lashed out behind once or twice, and then went off at a gallop. ronald kept along the road until he was beyond the patches of land cultivated by the natives. when once in the open country, he left the road, and allowed the horse to gallop across country until its speed abated, by which time he was nearly ten miles from cape town; then he turned its head, and at a quiet pace rode back to the town.

"a month's schooling," he said, "and it will be an almost perfect horse; its pace is very easy, and there's no doubt about its strength and wind. you are a beauty, old boy," he went on, as he patted the animal's neck, "we shall soon be capital friends."

the uniform was delivered punctually, and after saying good-bye to his fellow-passengers who were staying at the hotel, ronald put on his uniform, filled the valise, he had that afternoon purchased, with a useful kit, took out an excellent sporting rifle that would carry government ammunition, and a brace of revolvers, and, packing up his other clothes and ordering all the baggage to be put away in a store until required, he mounted and rode into barracks.

"where shall i find sergeant menzies?" he asked one of the men at the guardroom.

"his quarters are over there, the last door in that corner."

ronald rode over to the point indicated, and then dismounted. he entered the passage. the sergeant's name was written on a piece of paper fastened on the first door. he came out when ronald knocked. "i was ordered by the adjutant to report myself to you, sergeant," ronald said, saluting.

"he told me that a recruit was coming, but how did you get your uniform? why, you only enlisted yesterday."

"i hurried them up a bit," ronald said. "where shall i put my horse?"

the sergeant went into his quarters and came out with a lantern. he held it up and examined the horse.

"well, lad, you have got a bonny beast, a downright beauty. you will have to get the regulation bridle, and then you will be complete. let me look at you." he held up the lantern. "you will do, lad," he said, "if you make as good a soldier as you look. you only want the sword and belt to be complete. you will have them served you out in the morning. now, come along and i will show you the stable." he made his way to the stable, where there was a vacant stall, and stood by while ronald removed the saddle and bridle and put on the head-stall. "you can take an armful of hay from that rack yonder. i can't get him a ration of grain to-night, it's too late."

"he's just had a good feed," ronald said, "and will not want any more, but i may as well give him the hay to amuse himself with. it will accustom him to his new quarters. what shall i do with my rifle and pistols?"

"bring them with you, lad; but there was no occasion for you to have brought them. government finds arms."

"i happened to have them with me," ronald said, "and as the rifle carries government ammunition, i thought they would let me use it."

"if it's about the right length i have no doubt they will be glad to do so, for we have no very great store of arms, and we are not quite so particular about having everything exactly uniform as they are in a crack corps at home. as for the pistols, there is no doubt about them, as being in the holsters they don't show. several of the men have got them, and most of the officers. now, i will take you up to your quarters." the room to which he led ronald contained about a dozen men. some had already gone to bed, others were rubbing up bits and accoutrements; one or two were reading. "here's a new comrade, lads," the sergeant said; "blunt's his name. he is a new arrival from home, and you won't find him a greenhorn, for he has served already."

ronald had the knack of making himself at home, and was, before he turned in an hour later, on terms of good fellowship with his comrades.

in the morning, after grooming his horse, he went into the barrack-yard, when the troop formed up for dismounted drill.

"will you take your place at once in the ranks?" sergeant menzies asked. "do you feel equal to it?"

"yes; i have not grown rusty," ronald replied, as he fell in.

an hour's work sufficed to show sergeant menzies, who was drilling the troop, that the new recruit needed no instructions on that score, and that he was as perfect in his drill as any one in the troop.

"are you as well up in your cavalry drill as in the infantry?" he asked ronald as the troop fell out.

"no," ronald said, "but when one knows one, he soon gets well at home in the other. at any rate, for simple work the system is exactly the same, and i think with two or three drills i shall be able to keep my place."

after breakfast the troop formed up again in their saddles, and the officers took their places in the ranks. as the sergeant handed to the adjutant some returns he had been compiling, the latter asked:

"by the way, sergeant, did the recruit blunt join last night?"

"yes, sir, and he is in his place now in the rear rank. he was in his uniform when he came, and i found this morning that he is thoroughly well up in his drill. a smart soldier all over, i should say. i don't know that he will do so well mounted, but i don't think you will see him make many blunders. he is evidently a sharp fellow."

"he ought not to have taken his place until i had passed his horse, sergeant. still i can do that after parade drill is over."

the adjutant then proceeded to put the troop through a number of easy movements, such as forming from line to column, and back into line, and wheeling. there was no room for anything else in the barrack-yard, which was a small one, as the barracks would only hold a single troop. before the movements were completed, the major came out. when the troop was dismissed sergeant menzies brought ronald up to the two officers. he had in the morning furnished him with the regulation bridle, belt, and sword. ronald drew up his horse at a short distance from the two officers and saluted.

"there's no doubt about his horse," the major said, "that is if he is sound. what a good-looking beast!"

"that it is, major. by jove, i believe it's the very animal that young boer asked us one hundred and twenty pounds for yesterday; 'pon my word, i believe it's the same."

"i believe it is," the major agreed. "what a soldierly-looking young fellow he is! i thought he was the right stamp yesterday, but i hardly expected to see him turn out so well at first."

the two officers walked up to ronald, examined his horse, saddle, and uniform.

"that's not a regulation rifle you have got there," the major said.

"no, sir, it is one i brought from england with me. i have been accustomed to its use, and as it is the regulation bore, i thought perhaps i might carry it."

"it's a trifle long, isn't it?" the adjutant asked.

"yes, sir, it's just two inches too long, but i can have that cut off by a gunsmith."

"very well; if you do that you can carry it," the major said. "of course it's much better finished than the regulation one, but not much different in appearance. very well, we pass the horse." ronald saluted and rode off to the stables.

"he hasn't come out penniless, anyhow," the major laughed.

"no, that's quite evident," the adjutant agreed. "i dare say his friends gave him a hundred or two to start on a farm, and when he decided to join us he thought he might as well spend it, and have a final piece of extravagance."

"i dare say that's it," the major agreed; "anyhow i think we have got hold of a good recruit this time."

"i wish they were all like him," the adjutant sighed, thinking of the trouble he often had with newly-joined recruits.

"by the way," the major said, "i have got word this morning that the draft is to be embarked to-morrow instead of next week. they took up a ship for them yesterday; it seems our men there are worked off their legs, for the kaffirs are stealing cattle and horses in all directions, and the colonists have sent in such a strong letter of complaint to the governor that even he thinks the police force on the frontier ought to be strengthened. not, of course, that he admits in the slightest that there is any ground for alarm, or believes for a moment that the kaffirs have any evil intentions whatever; still, to reassure the minds of the settlers, he thinks the troops may as well go forward at once."

"i wish to goodness," the adjutant said, bitterly, "that sir harry smith would take a cottage for two or three months close to the frontier; it would not be long before his eyes were opened a little as to the character and intentions of the kaffirs."

"it would be a good thing," the major agreed, "but i doubt if even that would do it till he heard the kaffirs breaking in his doors; then the enlightenment would come too late to be of any service to the colony. by-the-bye, the colonel told me yesterday he should send me forward next week to see after things. he says that of course if there is any serious trouble he shall go forward himself."

the following morning the draft of cape mounted rifles embarked on board a steamer and were taken down to algoa bay, and landed at port elizabeth, drenched to the skin by the passage through the tremendous surf that beats upon the coast, and were marched to some tents which had been erected for them on a bare sandhill behind the town.

ronald mervyn was amused at the variety of the crowd in the straggling streets of port elizabeth. boer farmers, hottentots, malays, and fingoes, with complexions varying through every shade of yellow and brown up to black; some gaily dressed in light cottons, some wrapped in a simple cowhide or a dirty blanket, many with but little clothing beyond their brass and copper ornaments.

the country round was most monotonous. as far as the eye could see it was nothing but a succession of bare, sandy flats, and, beyond these, hills sprinkled with bush and occasional clumps of aloes and elephant trees. upon the following morning the troop marched, followed by a waggon containing their baggage and provisions, drawn by ten oxen. a little naked boy marched at the head of the oxen as their guide, and they were driven by a hottentot, armed with a tremendous whip of immense length, made of plaited hide fastened to the top of a bamboo pole. after a fourteen miles' march the troop reached the zwart kop river, and, crossing the ford, encamped among the scattered mimosas and numerous wait-a-bit thorns. the horses were then knee-haltered, and they and the oxen were turned out to feed till night. the next day's march was a very long one, and for the most part across a sandy desert, to the sunday river, a sluggish stream in which, as soon as the tents were pitched, the whole party enjoyed a bath.

"to-morrow we shall reach the addoo bush, blunt," one of his comrades, who knew the country well, remarked. "this is near the boundary of what you may call the kaffir country, although i don't think they have their kraals as far south as this, though there was fighting here in the last war, and may be again."

"but i thought our territory extended as far as the kei river?"

"so it does nominally," the other said. "all the country as far as that was declared to be forfeited; but in point of fact the kaffirs remained in possession of their lands on condition that they declared their allegiance to the crown, and that each chief was made responsible for any cattle or other robberies, the spoor of which could be traced to his kraal. of course they agreed to this, as, in fact, they would agree to anything, resolving, naturally, to break the conditions as soon as it suited them. local magistrates and commissioners are scattered about among them, and there have been a lot of schools and missionary stations started. they say that they are having great success. well, we shall see about that. in the last war the so-called christian natives were among the first to turn against us, and i expect it will be the same here, for it's just the laziest and worst of the natives who pretend to become christians. they get patches of land given them, and help in building their huts, and all sorts of privileges. by about half-a-day's work each week they can raise enough food to live upon, and all that is really required of them is to attend services on a sunday. the business exactly suits them, but as a rule there are a great many more hottentots than kaffirs among the converts. i can give you a specimen of the sort of men they are. not long since a gentleman was coming down with a waggon and a lot of bullocks from king williamstown. the drivers all took it into their head to desert one day—it's a way these fellows have, one of them thinks he will go, and then the whole lot go, and a settler wakes up in the morning and finds that there isn't a single hand left on his place, and he has perhaps four or five hundred cows to be milked, and twice as many oxen and horses to look after. well, this happened within a mile or so of the missionary station, so the gentleman rode over there and asked if some of the men would go with him down to beaufort, a couple of days' march. nobody would go; he raised his offers, and at last offered five times the usual rate of pay, but not one of the lazy brutes would move, and he had at last to drive the whole lot down himself, with the aid of a native or two he picked up on the way. however, there has been pretty good order along the frontier for the last two years, partly due to the chiefs having to pay for all cattle traced to their kraals, partly to the fact that we have got four hundred kaffir police—and an uncommon smart lot of fellows they are—scattered all along the frontier, instead of being, like us, kept principally in towns. you see, we are considered more as a military body. of course, we have a much easier time of it than if we were knocking about in small parties among the border settlements; but there is a lot more excitement in that sort of life, and i hope that if there is trouble they will send us out to protect the settlements."

"i hope so," ronald said, cordially. "barrack life at a dull little town is the slowest thing in the world. i would never have enlisted for that sort of thing."

"well, if what the settlers say turns out right, you will have plenty of excitement, i can tell you. i was in the last war, and i don't know that i want to go through another, for these beggars fight a great deal too well for it to be pleasant, i can tell you. the job of carrying despatches or escorting waggons through a bush where these fellows are known to be lurking, is about as nasty a one as a man can wish. at any moment, without the least notice, you may have half-a-dozen assegais stuck in your body. and they can shoot straight, too; their guns are long and clumsy, but they carry long distances—quite as far as our rifles, while, as for the line muskets, they haven't a chance with them."

two more days' marching and the troop arrived at grahamstown. here they encamped near fort england, where a wing of the 91st regiment was quartered, and the next fortnight was spent in constant drills. the rifles were then ordered forward to king williamstown, where two days later they were joined by the infantry.

before starting, the adjutant had specially called the attention of captain twentyman, who commanded the troop, to his last joined recruit.

"you will find that man blunt, who joined us yesterday, a good soldier, twentyman. it may be he has been an officer, and has got into some row at home and been obliged to leave the service. of course you noticed his horse on parade this morning; we have nothing like it in the corps. the farmer who owned it offered it to us yesterday afternoon, and wanted a hundred and twenty pounds for it. he said that both his sire and dam were english hunters, the sire he had bought from an english officer, and the grandsire was a thoroughbred horse. the man has a large farm, about twenty-five miles from cape town, and goes in for horse-breeding; but i have seen nothing before of his as good as that. i expect the young fellow has spent his last penny in buying it. of course i don't know what he will turn out in the way of conduct; but you will find, if he is all right in that respect, that he will make a first-rate non-commissioned officer, and mounted as he is, will, at any rate, be a most useful man for carrying despatches and that sort of thing. i confess i am very much taken with him. he has a steady, resolute sort of face; looks pleasant and good-tempered, too. keep your eye upon him."

captain twentyman had done so during the voyage and on the line of march, and ronald's quickness, alacrity, and acquaintance with his duty convinced him that the adjutant's supposition was a correct one.

"by jove, twentyman," an officer of the 91st said as he was standing beside him when ronald rode up and delivered a message, "that fellow of yours is wonderfully well mounted. he's a fine soldierly-looking fellow, too, and i don't know why, but his face seems quite familiar to me."

"i fancy he has been an officer," captain twentyman replied, "we have several in the corps—men who have been obliged for some reason or other to sell out, and who, finding nothing else to do, have enlisted with us. you see the pay is a good deal higher than it is in the regular cavalry, and the men as a whole are a superior class, for you see they find their own horses and uniforms, so the life is altogether more pleasant than the regular service for a man of that kind. almost all the men are of respectable family."

"i certainly seem to know his face," said the officer, thoughtfully, "although where i saw it i have not the least idea. what is his name?"

"he enlisted as harry blunt, but no doubt that's not his real name. very few men of his kind, who enlist in the army, do so under their own names."

"i don't know any one of that name," the officer said, "but i certainly fancy i have seen your man before; however, i don't suppose in any case he would like being recognised; men who are under a cloud don't care about meeting former acquaintances."

a week later, to ronald's great satisfaction, a party of twenty men, of whom he was one, under troop-lieutenant daniels, were ordered to march the next morning to the kabousie river, whence the settlers had written praying that a force might be sent for their protection, as the kaffirs in the neighbourhood were becoming more and more insolent in their manner. many of their cattle had been driven off, and they were in daily expectation of an attack. no waggons accompanied the party, as they would erect huts if they remained in one place, and would have no difficulty in obtaining provisions from the farmers. the men chosen for the service were all in high glee at the prospect of a change from the dulness of the life at king williamstown, and were the objects of envy to their comrades.

the start was made at daybreak, and after two days' long marching they reached their destination. the country was a fertile one, the farmhouses were frequent, most of them embedded in orchards and vineyards, showing signs of comfort and prosperity.

"this is the first place that i have seen since i reached the colony," ronald said to the trooper riding next to him, "where i should care about settling."

"there are a good many similar spots in this part of the country," the man said, "and i believe the folks here are everywhere doing well, and would do better if it were not for these native troubles. they suffered a lot in the last war, and will, of course, bear the brunt of it if the natives break out again. there are a good many english and scotch settlers in this part. there are, of course, some dutch, but as a rule they go in more for cattle-farming on a big scale. besides, they do not care about english neighbours; they are an unsociable set of brutes, the dutch, and keep themselves to themselves as much as possible."