Nothing of Importance: A record of eight months at the front with a Welsh battalion, October, 1915, to June, 1916Adams, Bernard
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Nothing of Importance: A record of eight months at the front with a Welsh battalion, October, 1915, to June, 1916
Adams, Bernard
World War, 1914-1918 -- Personal narratives, English
Meanwhile the company sergeant-major has received the orders from
the orderly, and summons unto him the orderly-sergeant, and from his
“roster,” or roll, ticks off the men and N.C.O.’s to be warned for
the working party. This the orderly-sergeant does by going round
to the various barns and personally reading out each man’s name,
and on getting the answer, saying, “You’re for working party, 3.15
to-day.” The exact nature of the remarks when he is gone are beyond
my province. Only, as an officer taking the party, one knows that
at 3.25 p.m. the senior sergeant calls the two lines of waiting
“other ranks” to attention, and with a slap on his rifle, announces
“Working-party present, Sir,” as you stroll up. Working-parties are
dressed in “musketry order” usually--that is to say, with equipment,
but no packs; rifles and ammunition, of course, and waterproof sheets
rolled and fastened to the webbing belt. The officer then tells the
sergeant to “stand them easy,” while he asks one or two questions, and
looks once more at “orders” which the senior sergeant has probably
brought on parade, and at 3.30, with a “Company-Shern! Slo-o-ope hip!
Right-in-fours: form-fórs! Right! By the right, Quick _march_!” leads
off his party, giving “March at _ease_, march-easy!” almost in one
breath as soon as he rounds the corner. Then there is a hitching of
rifles to the favourite position, and a buzz of remarks and whistles
and song behind, while the sergeant edges up to the officer or the
officer edges back to the sergeant, according to their degree of
intimacy, and the working-party is on its way.
One working-party I remember very well. We were in billets at ----, and
really tired out. It was Nov. 6th, and on looking up my letters I find
our movements for the last week had been as follows:
Oct. 29th. 9.0 a.m. Moved off from billets.
12.0 midday. Lunch.
3.0 p.m. Arrived in front trenches.
Oct. 30th. Front trenches.
Oct. 31st. Front trenches.
Nov. 1st. Relieved at 3.0 p.m. (The Devons
were very late relieving us, owing to
bad rain and mud.)
5.30 p.m. Reached billets.
Nov. 2nd. Rain all day. Morning spent by men
in trying to clean up. Afternoon,
baths.
Nov. 3rd. 9.0 a.m. Started off for trenches
again. It had rained incessantly.
Mud terrible.
1.0 p.m. Arrived in front trenches.
Nov. 4th. Front trenches. Rained all day.
Nov. 5th. 2.30 p.m. Relieved late again. Mud
colossal. Billets 5.0 p.m.
Nov. 6th. Morning. Cleaning up. Inspection by
C.O.
Afternoon. SUDDEN AND UNEXPECTED
WORKING-PARTY. 3.0 p.m.--11.0
p.m.!!
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