FUSILIERS OUT OFF
DIVE OVER A BANK. A private of the Royal Fusiliers sends the following letter home : " Next morning we set oft, nnd after going 19 miles came to a big town. We were told it was Mons. We never thoughtwhat a never-to-be-forgotten placo it was going to be. . . . We halted near the town about an hour, our regiment being in front. Wo eould hear the. sound of guns fired far away, and so I said to my chum 'This is it.' Then we went .straight down past the bottom of the town, the Belgians cheering us as we went, but when we got to the bottom we were confronted witii something we never thought of. Women, men, and cliildren were running, screaming, and shouting that the Germans were coming. We told them as beet we could that it was all right and not to worry, and we marched round the corner singing 'lt's a Long Way to Tippersry' at the top of our voices. All of a- (Ridden ' ban:? bang,' and in front there were eight Uhlans who had been scouting. The chaps in front had the pleasure of accounting for five, the other three escaping to take back the information. " After this we went on, about another mile and a.-half. We had forgotten all abcut feeling tired, and dug trenches. , , . Wo Trcro to hold the trenches at all costs, nnd things began to takcaeerious turn. It was then that I and my chum took photographs wo had with us from our pockets and looked long into the faco.< of those we had left at home. Then wo took out oar small books and made our wijls, and then waited. Bat nothing happened that night. After a rest we took up positions along the railings, and there wo had to hold until we could hold no longer. In all there were four regiments to hold 40,000 Germans. You never heard such 'harmony.' . . . Wo were told wo had done well, but a* what cost! "Early next morning we moved back three miles, and just as it was getting light it started 'raining' again. Truly they are marvellous at finding where we are. We got behind a bank. My chum said to me: 'They don't mean to give us much'rest.' I said i 'No, the bounders; it's their numbers that's doing it.' Just, then Ave had the order to dig a long trench at the edge of a turnip field under ehrapnel fire. But there was no shirking. We had to do it, and it was done. Wo had to retire again, and suddenly everything got into confusion. All sorts of orders were given, our artillery were galloping away, and our chaps seemed to be going in all directions. In the end there were ten of us left together, and wo got on to a ?OTt of plain, when we saw not 40C yards in front of us hundreds of Germans coming across a ridge. I thought it was our last day. I don't know how many times wo were missed. We were in nn awful position. To retire meant exposing ourselves taoro; to etay meant getting killed or captured. Behind us was a wire railing, with a straight drop behind of 50 or 40 feet. We made a dash for it, and simply dived through. We picked up some more of our fellows, and were making acvoss country, when* a murderous fire w&s poured into tw at 600 yards. We lay down and fired, and then got our ruck-sacks off and made a run, for }t, with the Germans
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FUSILIERS OUT OFF, Evening Star, Issue 15678, 17 December 1914
FUSILIERS OUT OFF Evening Star, Issue 15678, 17 December 1914
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