This is the way the English write the reports.
This breaking through of my cattle inspired the English, at least so I thought, to dig trenches everywhere.

But they were again wrong; for although a vehicle might have some difficulty before the trench was filled in, no riders, pedestrians, or cattle would have been stopped for a moment.
And now we marched on, till we reached a spot about fourteen miles to the south of the blockhouse line; and there we remained for three days.
Whilst we were waiting here, I sent two burghers back to the blockhouse line, to discover in what direction the English columns had marched, so that I might know where I should go myself.

Now, less than ever, was it advisable to make night marches, for our horses were in a very poor condition.
The day following I received a heliographic message from these burghers, who were now on the other side of the line.

They signalled that I could come on with my commando, since the English columns had returned to Kroonstad and Heilbron.
When night came I started on my way back.

I did not go (as before) to the east of Lindley, but to the farm of Palmietfontein, which lies to the west.