icon 0
icon TOP UP
rightIcon
icon Reading History
rightIcon
icon Log out
rightIcon
icon Get the APP
rightIcon

At Suvla Bay

Chapter 2 A LONG WAY TO TIPPERARY

Word Count: 970    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

seen. We found out the R.A.M.C. depot and reported. A man sat at an old soapbox with a lot of pap

" he s

old

ge

lig

ake

Oats!-Section '

E" was camped, we went off up the town to look for lodging for the ni

here the woman agreed to let us stay th

l of fleas. The moonlight shone through the window. The shadow of a bar

as to get down to the parade-g

was a Pears' Annual print of an old fisherman tellin

a for breakfast, and I think the woman

about for "Section E" and found their lin

had to go on a tent-pitching fatigue under a sergeant wh

uge "dixie" and grope with your hands at the bits of gristle and bone which floa

'em round?" sai

r I ain't-wot yer

meat on it from the lukewarm slosh in our "dixie." But some one who was very hung

ll," and roll-call went on morning, noon, and night. Even when your own particular r

mons, G.- Harrison, I...

. We squatted in the mud, and we had one

. One old man would smoke his clay-pipe with choking twist tobacco. Most of the others smoked rank and often damp "woodbines." The language was thick with grumbling and much swearing. At first it was not so bad. But some one touch

old us on parade that we were "going to Tipp

e Government siding and locked us all in a

heese before starting, but I, in com

g when they bundled

us got aboard. Out of the six hundred, five hundred were sick. It was a very rough crossing, and we were all starving and shivering. I had nothing but wha

ing. At last I found a coil of rope. It was a huge coil with a hole in the centre-something like a large bird's nest. I got into this hole and curled up like a dormouse. Here I did not feel the cold so much, and lyin

ing. The first thing I noticed was that the grass in Ir

a very hard crust of bread in my haversack, and e

Claim Your Bonus at the APP

Open