Trooper Bluegum at the Dardanelles

ANEAN-OFFICERS AND MEN OF THE A.L.H.-A COLLISION-A

Bay I think of the old-time rivalry of France and Br

eight we ch

nto Bou

ibes how Nelson won the Battle of the Nile. Right here it wa

citizens during the past week was a unique international naval and military pageant-Zouaves, with their blue jackets and red trousers, French infantry in their blue-grey uniform, cavalry with gay tunics, British Jack Tars in blue and white, Australians in sombre khaki, swarthy-skinned Maoris from the Wonderland of the Southern Seas, and dusky warriors from t

at Mena camp there was great excitement as battalion after battalion marched away, encouraged by the cheers of their comrades behind. Trams brimming over with jubilant human freight moved off from Mena House, and glided along the well-known road to Cairo, where trains were waiting to convey the men to

ll joined in the choruses. The brigadier made a farewell speech, and thanked the residents for all their kindness to the men of the 2nd Brigade. He said we were sorry to part with such good friends, but were glad at last to have a chance of striking a blow for freedom a

y were sullenly passive and apathetic. At the main station, Cairo, crowds of soldiers assembled to cheer the horseless horsemen. "We went to South Africa a

ried rifles and wore bandoliers. All their pretty uniforms that they "swanked" in at the continent

i ants covering the quays at Alexandria. They scurried hither and thither, and to the onloo

aboard. But there were no fond farewells this time. All the folk who were near and dear to us were far, far away. A coffee stall on the quay "manned" by the Y.W.C.A. worked overtime from four o'clock in the morning, and our fellows were very grateful to the ladies of Alexandria who did u

ch and British. Our ship was numbered A25-the Lutzow, one of the many German liners that had fallen to the mighty British Navy. And on board were crowded 2,000 men. No horses! Our gallant steeds had all been left be

een. We had simply been warned that there was a Turkish submarine somewhere outside the Dardanelles. So the brigadier, Co

cheerily forward as their relations in Sydney went to the Easter Show. And that reminds me that right here near the Dardanelles I came across a copy of the Easter number of the Sydney Mail. What a joy it was to escape the war pictures for a brief while an

avelled at night with all lights out, and threaded our way with care through the Archipelago. Passing Rhodes and Crete and Tenedos,

ally started out to smash the Turk and thrash the Hun. There had been changes also amongst the officers, and as the exact list has never been published and many of these officers were soon to lay do

Major T. J. Lynch; Staff Captain, Captain R. V. Pollok; Orderly Offic

aptain P. D. Robinson, Captain Donald Cameron, Captain J. C. Ridley, Captain G. P. Donovan, Captain J. E. Dods (Medical Officer), Chaplain Captain

. D. Oatley, Major J. F. White, Captain G. C. Somerville, Captain (Medical) A. Verge, Chaplain Captain Robertson, Captain H. A. D. Whi

T. L. Rutledge, Major H. B. Suttor, Captain (Medical) T. C. C. Evans, Chaplain Captain J. Keith Miller, Captain J. D. Rich

nt R. G. Bosanquet and

Bean, Major D. G. Croll, Captains Fr

: Captain R.

alian Light Horse Regimen

ieut. J. M. Chisholm, Lieut. D. Drummond, Capt. L. McLaglan

ite, Major C. D. Fuller, Lt.-Col. C. F. Cox, C.B., V.D., Lieut

. M. Pearce and Li

es. Major Righetti, of the 5th Light Horse Regiment, had been appointed Camp Commandant, and we were hoping that in a couple of weeks at the latest he and his merry men would join us

on the evening of May 18 that our transport glided in between Tenedos and Imbros and anchored off Helles. Long before we anchored we could hear the rumbling of heavy artillery, and we knew that the fleet was busy. Soon we saw the intermittent flashes of the guns, and then

terest the panorama spread before them. As the sun peeped over the hills we could see the tents of the field hospital whitening in the growing light. All around us were warships and transports an

er been torpedoed or rammed. Then the nose of the Frenchman crunched along our port side, smashing stanchions and gangways, twisting sheet iron into fantastic shapes and breaking horse-boxes into matchwood. The active troopers all sprang free of the danger-all but one, who was so intent on

sance was made, the report was sent to headquarters, and then the airman strolled into breakfast. This man and his aeroplane were a target for Turkish shells and German gunners all the time. Shell after shell burst around him, but he took not t

when he saw the spot on which our infantry had landed: "After that, I'll take off my ha

the British trenches. For a while the shells flew wide. Some fell into the sea; others burst high. Then they got the range, and kept it. To what extent our c

nigh impregnable position would be a theme for historians throughout the ages. Their only fault was-they were too brave. They were ordered to take one strongly-fortified line of trenches and they actually took three. Concluding, the brigadier said: