Vol. I.                 April, 1905               No. 4.

JOURNAL OF THE
UNITED STATES
INFANTRY
ASSOCIATION

Published Quarterly
By the United States Infantry Association
75 cents per copy; $3.00 per year

Major WM. P. EVANS, A.A.G., Editor

1800 F Street Northwest, Washington, D.C.

Entered July 5, 1904, at the Post Office at Washington, D.C.,
as second-class matter, under act of March 3, 1879. Copyright,
1904, by the U.S. Infantry Association. All rights reserved.

THE UNITED STATES
INFANTRY
ASSOCIATION

OFFICERS

President.
Major-General J.C. Bates, U.S. Army.

Vice-President.
Lieutenant-Colonel Jas. S. Pettit, U.S. Infantry.
Assistant Adjutant-General.

Secretary and Treasurer.
Captain Benjamin Alvord, General Staff.

Executive Council.
Lieutenant-Colonel James S. Pettit, U.S. Infantry, A.A.G.
Major Wm. P. Evans, U.S. Infantry, A.A.G.
Major John S. Mallory, 12th Infantry, G.S.
Captain Benjamin Alvord, 25th Infantry, G.S.
Captain H.C. Hale, 15th Infantry, G.S.
Captain C.H. Muir, 2d Infantry, G.S.
Captain Frank McIntyre, 19th Infantry, G.S.
Captain D.E. Nolan, 30th Infantry, G.S.

THE DEFENCE OF DUFFER'S DRIFT.

By Captain E.D. SWINTON, D.S.O., R.E.—(Backsight Forethought.)

By Permission.

First Dream.
Second Dream.
Third Dream.
Fourth Dream.
Fifth Dream.
Sixth Dream.

Prologue.

Upon an evening after a long and tiring trek, I arrived at Dreamdorp. The local atmosphere, combined with a heavy meal, are responsible for the following nightmare, consisting of a series of dreams. To make the sequence of the whole intelligible, it is necessary to explain that, though the scene of each vision was the same, yet by some curious mental process I had no recollection of the place whatsoever. In each dream the locality was totally new to me, and I had an entirely fresh detachment. Thus I had not the great advantage of working over familiar ground. One thing, and one only, was carried on from dream to dream, and that was the vivid recollection of the general lessons previously learnt. These finally produced success.

The whole series of dreams, however, remained in my memory as a connected whole when I awoke.

First Dream.ToC

I felt lonely, and not a little sad, as I stood on the bank of the river near Duffer's Drift and watched the red dust haze, raised by the southward departing column in the distance, turn slowly into gold as it hung in the afternoon sunlight. It was just three o'clock, and here I was on the banks of the Silliaasvogel river, left behind by my column with a party of fifty N.C.O.'s and men to hold the drift. It was an important ford, because it was the only one across which wheeled traffic could pass for some miles up or down the river.

MAP OF DUFFER'S DRIFT.

The river was a sluggish stream, not now in flood, crawling along at the very bottom of its bed between steep banks which were almost vertical, or at any rate too steep for wagons everywhere except at the drift itself. The banks from the river edge to their tops and some distance outwards were covered with dense thorn and other bushes, which formed a screen impenetrable to the sight. They were also broken by small ravines and holes, where the earth had been eaten away by the river when in flood, and were consequently very rough.

Some two thousand odd yards north of the drift was a flat-topped, rocky mountain, and about a mile to the northeast appeared the usual sugar-loaf kopje, covered with bushes and boulders—steep on the south, but gently falling to the north; this had a farm on the near side of it. About a thousand yards south of the drift was a convex and smooth hill, somewhat like an inverted basin, sparsely sown with small boulders, and with a Kaffir kraal, consisting of a few grass and mud huts on top. Between the river and the hills on the north the ground consisted of open and almost level veldt; on the south bank the veldt was more undulating, and equally open. The whole place was covered with ant-hills.

My orders were—to hold Duffer's Drift at all costs. That I should probably be visited by some column within three or four days' time. That I might possibly be attacked before that time, but that this was very unlikely, as no enemy were known to be within a hundred miles. That the enemy had guns.

It all seemed plain enough except that the true