Several Americans among the captured disputed the merits of the war with a Yankee burgher, who had readily distinguished his countrymen among the throng.

Some one began to whistle a popular tune, others joined, and soon almost every one was participating.

An officer gave the order for the prisoners to fall in line, and shortly afterward the men in brown tramped forward, while the burghers stepped aside and lined the path.

A soldier commenced to sing another popular song, British and Boer caught the refrain, and the noise of tramping feet was drowned by the melody of the united voices of friend and foe singing-- "It's the soldiers of the Queen, my lads, Who've been, my lads--who've seen, my lads, * * * * * We'll proudly point to every one Of England's soldiers of the Queen.".