llets poured down. Death for the third time stared and
gibbered; for the third time our gallant fellows, all in mass, again
advanced to the attack. The Naval Brigade brought up four guns, and
Captain Prothero got his cannon in position of 1800 yards and blazed out
a chorus of distraction.

The enemy fled. The rout was now complete. Away went the 9th Lancers,
away went the Mounted Infantry, both pursuing the fugitives for a good
five miles. Thus the battle of Belmont was won. The whole of the camp
waggons, filled with boxes of clothing, hundreds of horses and bullocks,
were captured, and tons of ammunition were destroyed.

But this fight, that has taken so short a time to describe, and which
was over in less than four hours, was hardly won. Forms all bloodily
dashed lay here and there and everywhere, and the Scots Guards, who had
stormed the kopje to inspiriting strains of drums and pipes, were doomed
later on to hear the wail of the pibroch for many comrades mourned and
buried. In all, our losses--about 200--were comparatively small
considering that the engagement was a series of three battles, during
which the Boers were constantly carrying off dead and wounded. Very many
of our officers were wounded and three were killed. One--Lieutenant
Fryer of the Grenadier Guards--was slain while gallantly leading his men
and creeping along the bed of a stream in the enemy's rear. After the
battle Lord Methuen made the following address to the troops: "Comrades,
I congratulate you on the complete success achieved by you this morning.
The ground over which we had to fight presented exceptional
difficulties, and we had as an enemy a past-master in the tactics of
mounted infantry. With troops such as you are, a commander can have no
fear of the result. There is a sad side, and you and I are thinking as
much of those who have died for the honour of their country and of those
who are suffering as we are thinking of our victory."

Three instances were reported of the despicable treachery of the Boers.
Lieutenant Willoughby was shot at from an ambush under cover of the white
flag; a Boer holding a white flag in his left hand murdered Lieutenant
Brine with his right, and Lieutenant Blundell-Hollinshead-Blundell (3rd
Batt. Grenadier Guards) was shot in the merciful act of tending a wounded
Boer. Lord Methuen after the fight sent a remonstrance to the Boer
commander, saying, "Acting quite fairly with you, I decline to take
Kimberley men w