Can anyone shed some light on this incident.

“Mlazana refused this time to run for his life – as everybody used to on such occasions – (He told everybody, he would not got) to hide in the gorges and caves (at KwaMatshekazi) anymore.
“… He – a veteran of the Battle of Hlobane – with scars and splinters of bullets in his limbs – having meanwhile lost eye-sight(certainly not of old-age!), leaning on a stick for support – called in dismay:

`Sengwayo! … No! … No! No! Never again! How long should this still carry on? Being hunted for, haunted at, pursued! What wrong have we done?
No! I’m not running away! No longer! I’m not going to hide; not in the caves anymore! Not a bit shall I ever move from here! Let them come; I’m waiting! … Cetshwayo!´

“They arrived. The Boers! Armed.They harassed him,insulted him,ill-treated him,pushed and dragged him all over the yard,tortured him,stuck and gouged his eyes out,
slained him and cut his head off,tore his body into pieces,then they skewered parts of his body and pinned them on the poles at the cattle-kraal, then they threw parts of his body into the grain-stores – some in the drinking water down the stream iNgulana.

Hi
Just a bit more information

“Mlazana, … was iNgobamakhosi” a today 80-year old granddaughter recounts: “Troops of Boers that used to befall and loot the region of KwaMthashana, eMakhwabi up to eMahloni and eNtabamhlophe those years, were reported to being once more on their tour.
“Mlazana refused this time to run for his life – as everybody used to on such occasions – (He told everybody, he would not got) to hide in the gorges and caves (at KwaMatshekazi) anymore.
“… He – a veteran of the Battle of Hlobane – with scars and splinters of bullets in his limbs – having meanwhile lost eye-sight(certainly not of old-age!), leaning on a stick for support – called in dismay:
`Sengwayo! … No! … No! No! Never again! How long should this still carry on? Being hunted for, haunted at, pursued! What wrong have we done?
No! I’m not running away! No longer! I’m not going to hide; not in the caves anymore! Not a bit shall I ever move from here! Let them come; I’m waiting! … Cetshwayo!´
“They arrived. The Boers! Armed.
They harassed him,
insulted him,
ill-treated him,
pushed and dragged him all over the yard,
tortured him,
stuck and gouged his eyes out,
slained him and cut his head off,
tore his body into pieces,
then they skewered parts of his body and pinned them on the poles at the cattle-kraal, then they threw parts of his body into the grain-stores – some in the drinking water down the stream iNgulana.
“When the rest returned from their hiding-place, they found the homestead in ruins – having been devastated. The cattle had been driven away. A few of the remainder lied maimed, bleeding and flinching all over the yard; some were already dead. … Blood … blood everywhere! … (Actually) a battle-field after everything that had not fled for life had been butchered so cruelly. A nasty scene! One shivers over it up to this day!”
This Zungu clan of “KwaBamb’elentulo” on the banks of iNgulana (today called “Balladonespruit”), civilians – “non-combatant peasants” – were to see yet more havoc and endure severe losses as the “Anglo-Boer War” (?) swept across.


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thanks joe

Is this not the same post. Joe. The link doe's not work.

Hi Littlehand,
Chard1879s post was an extract from it, thought having more information it might be easier to see.

thanks joe