From the diary of William Watson, Ladysmith, November 1899:
New Year’s Eve. Sunday. Probably we shall have a quiet day. — Standard bank, struck by a shell, a few days since. — Some Boers caught carrying off cattle belonging to their neighbours: tried by court martial, and sentenced to five years hard labour. Wellington had a shorter and more effectual way of dealing with thieves. Prisoners of war were enough for him. — A lot of Mauser rifles, taken in one of the late skirmishes, brought into town. They may be good guns, but they are very ugly, clumsy, illfinished tools. — Rumour says that the late Dr. Hyde’s house, three miles from here, has been blown up by our engineers while full of Boers. I doubt it.
“Right to devoted Caledon,
The storm of war rolls slowly on.”
And a precious slow roll it is, as far as Buller is concerned. — The defenders of an untenable position, that is a house, fortress or other stronghold, are not entitled to quarter, according to the laws of war. It is to be hoped our troops will remember this, when they storm the Bulwan battery. — Maizena, which formerly cost 4 pence a packet, now costs 2/6 a packet. Truly we have much for which to thank that old sinner Gladstone, who has caused this war. — The people who remained in the town, are now supplied with a scanty ration of bread and beef. The latter is by no means what it ought to be, for the cattle are so thin they can hardly crawl, but it is just a case of Hobson’s choice. The corporation supplies the rations. There is not a blade of grass for the cattle to eat, for miles round Ladysmith, and if the herds go too far a field, they are captured by the rebels. — Our fowls are being stolen very rapidly. The town is full of petty thieves.