We remained there for two days, and after it had been settled by the two Governments that the war should be continued with all our might, and also that days of thanksgiving and humiliation should be appointed, we went away accompanied by the genial and friendly Commandant Alberts, of Standerton, who brought us across the Natal-Transvaal railway.

Captain Alberts was renowned as a valiant soldier; we now also found him to be a most sociable man.

He beguiled the time with agreeable narratives of events in which he had taken part, and almost before we realized it we had reached the railway line.

We crossed in safety and took a hearty farewell of our friendly Commandant and his burghers.
On our march to Zilverbank--a farm on the Waterval River--I did not require any guide, for I knew the surroundings, having lived there for two years.

After breakfast on the following morning we went on to within four or five miles south of Hexrivier farm, about three miles to the north of the Vaal River.