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Updated: June 20, 2025
When the day began to dawn we brought the waggons and guns down the mountain. I sent them in the direction of Langberg, to the west of Groenkop. The enemy lost about one hundred and sixteen dead and wounded, and two hundred and forty prisoners of war.
On these we may concentrate our attention, for the marchings and gleanings and snipings of the numerous small columns in the other portions of the colony, although they involved much arduous and useful work, do not claim a particular account. After the heavy blow which he dealt Firmin's Yeomanry, De Wet retired, as has been told, into the Langberg, whence he afterwards retreated towards Reitz.
"Yes, he's an able fellow, is Ferdinand." It took Langberg some time to get his breath again. At last he asked, with a sidelong glance: "And you and Klaus Brock I suppose you've put your millions in his company?" Peer smiled as he sat looking out over the garden. Lifting his glass, "Your good health," he said, for all answer. "Have you been in America, too?" went on the other. "No, I suppose not!"
Dartnell had retraced his steps nearly as far as Eland's River Bridge, when the Boer leader sprang out of his lair in the Langberg and threw himself upon him. The burghers attempted to ride in, as they had successfully done at Brakenlaagte, but they were opposed by the steady old troopers of the two regiments of Imperial Horse, and by a General who was familiar with every Boer ruse.
Peer looked curiously at the crowd, all strangers to him, and asked his companion the names of some of the people. Langberg pointed out one or two celebrities a Cabinet Minister sitting near by, a famous explorer a little farther off. "But I don't know them personally," he added. "Can't afford society on that scale, of course."
Agriculture by steam power; his own railway lines to bring in the produce, and so on. Yes, Klaus has ended up in a nice little place of his own. His district's bigger than the kingdom of Denmark." "Good heavens!" Langberg nearly fell off his chair. "And Ferdinand Holm; what about him?" "Oh, he's got bigger things on hand.
At last, one day as he stood looking at the window of a bookseller's shop, he heard a voice behind him: "Why, bless me! surely it's Peer Holm!" It was one of his fellow-students at the Technical College, Reidar Langberg, pale and thin now as ever. He had been a shining light at the College, but now now he looked shabby, worn and aged.
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