For the second time in one campaign they were exposed and in imminent danger of capture.

A body of mounted Boers with great dash and hardihood galloped down within close range and opened fire.

Instantly the 12th Lancers were let loose upon them.

How they must have longed for their big-boned long-striding English troop horses as they strove to raise a gallop out of their spiritless overworked Argentines! For once, however, the lance meant more than five pounds dead weight and an encumbrance to the rider.

The guns were saved, the Boers fled, and a dozen were left upon the ground.