Life of Frederick Courtenay Selous, D.S.O., Capt. 25th Royal FusiliersMillais, John Guille
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Life of Frederick Courtenay Selous, D.S.O., Capt. 25th Royal Fusiliers
Millais, John Guille
Selous, Frederick Courteney, 1851-1917; World War, 1914-1918 -- Campaigns -- Africa
Immediately upon entering the town my company was sent on to the
hill behind it to guard against any attack, and the men of the
Loyal North Lancashire regiment presently worked round along the
ridge of the higher hills beyond, and posted pickets on all
points of vantage. I therefore did not actually witness the
destruction of the wireless installation. Neither I nor my men
had had anything to eat since the previous evening and very
little since the evening before we left the ship, but we got
some bananas in the plantations on the hillsides below us,
though only a few of them were ripe. My men, however, brought me
two fine large ones quite ripe and of a most delicious flavour.
There was a sort of arsenal on the hill we were guarding, and
this was blown up about 5 o'clock, an immense amount of
ammunition being destroyed. The houses of the German residents,
probably Government officials for the most part, were very well
and comfortably built and furnished. The arsenal in the town was
set alight and great quantities of ammunition and some dynamite
destroyed. A good deal of beer and wine and provisions of
various kinds was discovered in Bukoba, but I saw no drunkenness
amongst our men.
Just at sundown the order came from General Stewart that our
battalion was to parade and march to the jetty and re-embark at
once. But at first we had to bury our dead. A great grave was
dug in the sandy soil, between the burning arsenal and the
Governor's house, and in it were laid three deep the bodies of
six Britons, still swathed in their blood-stained clothes, who
had given their lives for King and Country, far, far away from
their native land and all who held them dear. These men had all
been killed outright, but two more who had died of their wounds
after being taken to the hospital-ship were brought ashore and
buried within sound of the murmuring waters of the great inland
lake. Altogether our casualties amounted to twenty; 8 killed and
12 wounded. The re-embarkation of our battalion took a very long
time, and it was not till 2 a.m. on the morning of June 24th
that my company, A, at last got on board. Until then we had been
sitting and lying about on the jetty in our wet clothes, without
food, fire, or warm tea or coffee.
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