Sometimes an ambulance waggon would arrive with four or five inmates; at others we descried a stretcher-party moving cautiously across the recreation-ground towards us with a melancholy load.

It is easy to imagine our feelings of dread and anxiety as we scanned the features of the new arrivals, never knowing who might be the next.

During the morning three wounded Boers were brought in--the first prisoners Mafeking could claim; then a native with his arm shattered to the shoulder.

All were skilfully and carefully attended to by the army surgeon and his staff in a marvellously short space of time, and comfortably installed in bed.

But the Boers begged not to have sheets, as they had never seen such things before.