sent at once, and if I
were willing that I should be the bearer, for the Boers were
more likely to respect "the cloth" than anything else; also by
previous visits I had become known to many of the burghers. So
forthwith I started upon what many said was my way to Pretoria, and
on reaching the enemy, truth to say, it looked very much like it.
They were furiously angry, and I was made to join the little group
of doctors, bearers and wounded, who, under a strong guard, were
sitting and lying under the shade of a tree.

[Illustration: AMBULANCE WAGONS ON THEIR WAY TO THE FIELD.]

'But before very long we were at liberty again. A flag of truce had
been sent out by General White, expostulating with the Boer
general, and resulted in the general in question--General
Erasmus--galloping up to tell us we were at liberty to continue our
work, only we must be as quick about it as possible. Fifty-one
wounded men we found, three of them officers, and nine killed, of
whom one was an officer. At the foot of the hill that they had won
we buried them, marking the place where they lay with stones heaped
over the grave in the form of a cross. Then we wearily returned to
camp, for by then the day was far spent, and we had had nothing to
eat since dawn. That night I was again called to perform the sad
ceremony of burial. Four men had died of their wounds during the
day, and in darkness it had to be done, for the cemetery is within
reach of the enemy's guns, and we feared to show a light, lest it
should "draw fire." So I recited as much of the Burial Service as I
could remember, and offered an extemporary prayer. It was a strange
experience thus to bury our comrades by stealth; but, alas! during
these latter days it has ceased to seem strange, because of its
frequency.'

=Work in Ladysmith Town.=

Meanwhile in the town, and sometimes with the soldiers in the fight, Mr.
Cawood and Mr. Hardy were rendering splendid service. Mr. Cawood kept in
good health throughout, but when, on the relief of Ladysmith, the
President of the South African Conference (Rev. W. Wynne) visited the
town, he reported that Mr. Cawood looked ten years older. No wonder that
such was the case, for he was in labours more abundant, and nothing was
too mean or trivial for him to perform. Such was also the case with Mr.
Hardy. He did not