1900 - From the letters writer by Lt Col Park in Ladysmith
5th February. - The new horse soup, known as “Chevril", is most excellent stuff, and tastes like the best beef-tea. We had a big jorum after route marching on Saturday night, and it was just like the good soup one gets before going home from a dance. Some of the men won’t touch it, simply because they know it is horse, silly idiots; but the majority like it and clamour for more. Things are looking much more rosy again, and a good deal of comforting news - mostly only shaves - came round yesterday. We hear that Buller wired home positively stating that Ladysmith would be relieved by the 10th, and that this had been announced in Parliament. Also that he was going to begin a big attack today, and, sure enough, heavy guns have been firing all the morning from two directions, if not three, and he is said to have got across the Tugela at more than one new place and to have seized a position on this side.
There is also a rumour that General French has captured Colesberg and about 5000 prisoners, but it lacks confirmation. All our sick and wounded officers in hospital are now convalescent, and are sitting up and crawling out a bit. They say that Byrne, Scafe and Kane, and perhaps Masterson, will be sent to Maritzburg for a fortnight’s change, and Gunning and Caffin will be sent home. I am much better and am eating meat again, there being little else to eat; I feel rather weak and slack, but I am really all right.
There was a great scare last night of a big expected attack on our defences at dawn this morning, and we were all up at 3 a.m. and under arms waiting for them, but they evidently thought better of it, as there was even less firing than usual. I didn’t think it was very probable myself, as the Boers are fully occupied with Buller at present. They have been seen trekking off north in twos and threes for some days, and the headquarters say that there are not more than 15,000 or 16,000 of them left round here and in front of Buller and that he ought to be able to drive them in now with double that number. Our fourteenth week of siege finished today, and a year ago I was landing at Bombay from the “Nubia”. Taken all round, 1899 was not a nice year at all. We barely had three months together out of the whole of it, and that was nearly all hot weather. 1900 has, so far, been as bad as possible, but, please God, it will be very much better before long, and I hope there will be no more separation, as, if the regiment gets back in time, I can take the three months special leave they are sure to give for the war, and we can go home together and come back together after the summer holidays.