A NEW ZEALANDER IN ENGLAND.
A Dunediu man who threw up an appointment in Spain and went to London to enlist, in company with a Russian engineer, writes to a friend from Sling (lamp, Salisbury, November 15 : —" Everyone is just recovering after the, trip to London to the Lord Mayor's Show. We left hero on Saturday week in full warpaint—rifles, side-arms, Webb equipment, best tunic, riding breeches, and slouch hat—and arrived in Chelsea Barracks about 4 p.m. They gave us leave till Sunday morning, 9 o'clock, and then off again, till Monday morning. On the Monday wo marched from 9.30 till 5.30 at night. The procession started, at 12.30, and, of course, you have to march at attention the whole time. However, it was good sport, and the orowd gave us a great reception, even better than the. Canadians. The-London Scottish had the nahn after the way their crowd have been shaking things np at ttie front. Was tickled on Saturday night in town. A., and S., and I were careering about together, making for the Trocadero for a. blow-out dinner, and a couple of kids down Victoria Station way caught sight of our badges. ' Look ! New Zealand ! I»li' me, and they're white !' Thought S. was going to have a- fit laughing. Always thought a Tommy didn't need to use his head, but the stuff they're putting us through takes some swat. Besides rifle and bayonet drill, we have lectures on tactics, machine guns, etc., and have to .swat up signalling with flags, field telephones, lamps, and helios. The skipper is a good man, and very keen on making a crack company of us. Ho was recommended for our crowd by Kitchener, and is our. of about 16 experts on ma-chine guns in England at the present time. The huts here are about 60ft by 20ft. and hold 24 men. They're, galvanised iron outside atid lined with pink rubberoid. We had a platoon competition yesterday. The whole of our crowd are divided into four platoons. The skipper started us off at three-minute intervals on a route march. Our crowd (No. 3 platoon) took the, lead, and whacked it m for 2J hours at four miles, covering 11 miles. No. 1. the long slabs, followed us, but couldn't overtake. Four of their chaps fell out, and one man of ours, about a mile before the finish. Another man of ours was supported in between two others. It was about the. hardest walk I've ever done; a. good manv took io their bunks in the, afternoon, Played the Canadians at, 'rugger' on Sa.tnrday afternoon, and whacked them, 3 to 0. Also had a drill competition for a silver <up with them, to-day, and beat them bad on points. They want a, go at us at base-boll now, but reckon they'll just about get over us on that. Some of the fellows are getting a bit full up of it. Wo have been here drilling for over two months, and want to get away and have a go at it. Our division leader. Lieutenant Lucenn. left yesterday and transferred to the artillery, but recommended the despatch riders t-o stick to our game, as we were more likely to get away quicker if we, did. Haven't heard any more about making us into a machine gun section." THE MUSIC OF THE SHELL. The splendid work of the British cavalry in the trenches is the subject of a me.ssare iivm a (special correspondent, of 'The Times' in Northern Trance. Continuous service undo fire, he writes, sharpens the (senses, and our men become almost, uncannily sharp at spoiling when -i shell is likely to fall near enough fo be dangerous. If the note of the. projectile passing overhead is sharp, you may be sure that, it is going to burst well behind ; if if, is a dull dione. it, is falling; and there, is a. rush for the dug-outs. Sometimes these dug-outs a.r* in themselves a. death-trap, for a fhcll, if it strikes square, will overturn the whole thine, and the men inside run the risk of being buried alive. SOFT-NOSED BULLETS. Mr Richard Harding Davis, the wellknown American novelist and war correspondent, in a, letter to the ' New York Time?,' writes : .1 have just seen :i statement purporting to be from Colonel Cordon, of the Cordon Highlanders regarding softnosed bullet";. Tam sure, his nam* signed to the sfa-temrut is a forgery, and that. the. German officers who witnessed the so-called confession knew it was a forgery. I am satisfied that when, in order to prejudice the public opinion of America- against the Allies, Germany must lie and forge and take contemptible advantage of a. prisoner the state of the country must indeed be desperate. ADMIRAL'S PLAIN SPEECH. Dealing with a number of lads charged at- Newport (Lie of Wight) with having played football in the street, Admiral Sir Algernon Do Horsey said : '" Don't you think if a disgrace to be here for such a thing? You ought to be ashamed to be playing football anywhere when a. war of life and death is going on. I look at the late.-1- new.-, in the newspapers, and I see re.-ults of football matches, and 1 say : ' Good God ! What is coming to our people that they can play football when their country is involved in a life-and-death struggle?' Take warning, and don't play such a trivial game at these times. Yon ought to be learning to shoot, and spending your spare time in learning to defend your country, and thus do your part to save it from disaster."' News ha-s been received by the Defence, Department of the death on December 29 of ■Surgeon-captain .lames Alexander Terras Bell, the result of hemorrhage, of the brain. The deceased, who was a member of the New Zealand Medical f>taff Corps, was about 44 years of age, and was the only son of the late Mr .1. 'l.'. Bell, of Christ-church. He. was educated at a private school in that citv, and subsequently attended the Dunedin Medical School for two years, and finished his course at Edinbvrgh. University. Returning to Christ church, he. took up general practice for a, year, and then visited London, Edinburgh, and Vienna, in order to pursue the study of diseases of the eye, ear. nose, and throat. About six years age he returned again, to Christchureh, where "tie engaged in practice, as a specialist. He was one of the first doctors to volunteer for service when the war broke out. and left, in the. Maunga.nui with the. main Expeditionary Force. A widow and two children survive, him.
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A NEW ZEALANDER IN ENGLAND., Evening Star, Issue 15695, 8 January 1915
A NEW ZEALANDER IN ENGLAND. Evening Star, Issue 15695, 8 January 1915
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