1899 - Kimberley siege day 43 (34%). Ladysmith siege day 25 (21%). Mafeking siege day 45 (20%). Boers occupy Stormberg Junction.
1901 - Commandant Joubert captured.
In Kimberley:
2 despatch riders arrived about 2.30 am and brought in news of the advance of the relief column, and that there had been a successful engagement in Belmont. They brought 2 Cape Town papers of 20th and 21st instant. These are the first newspapers we have seen since those of the 7th November, and we do not know what has happened between these dates.
A Kaffir came in to-day, and had 2 Orange Free State papers dated 14th and 21st instant, which give some interesting news and some amusing details of the siege of this place.
The enemy appears to-day to be using the Jacobsdal road more than usual – a number of carts have passed both ways during the day.
Major Fraser reports from Beaconsfield that a large number of the enemy (he estimates them at 1500) came to-day to Alexandersfontein. This may be on account of Sunday Church Service or for funerals of men killed yesterday.
About 200 of the enemy left the Intermediate pumping station during the day in the Carter’s farm direction, and a like number arrived at the Intermediate pumping station from Dronfield direction
A doctor from the enemy’s Laager West of Lazaretto, named Dunlop came in this afternoon under a red cross flag with a letter from the Boer General asking that he might be supplied with certain medicines and be allowed to see their wounded prisoners. I let him have the medicines but declined to allow him to see the wounded.
In Ladysmith:
Another day of rest. I heard a comment made on the subject by one of the Devons washing down by the river. Its seriousness and the peculiar humour of the British soldier will excuse it. "Why don't they go on bombardin' of us to-day?" said one. "'Cos it's Sunday, and they're singin' 'ymns," said another. "Well," said the first, "if they do start bombardin' of us, there ain't only one 'ymn I'll sing, an' that's 'Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me 'ide myself in thee.'" It was spoken in the broadest Devon without a smile. The British soldier is a class apart. One of the privates in the Liverpools showed me a diary he is keeping of the war. It is a colourless record of getting up, going to bed, sleeping in the rain with one blanket (a grievance he always mentions, though without complaint), of fighting, cutting brushwood, and building what he calls "sangers and travises." From first to last he makes but one comment, and that is: "There is no peace for the wicked." The Boers were engaged in putting up a new 6 in. gun on the hills beyond Range Post, and the first number of the Ladysmith Lyre was published.
In Mafeking:
26th. Sunday. "We had our first game of polo, a concert, and a football match. Church in the evening.