"Over There" with the AustraliansKnyvett, R. Hugh (Reginald Hugh)
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"Over There" with the Australians
Knyvett, R. Hugh (Reginald Hugh)
World War, 1914-1918 -- Personal narratives, English
The two principal hotels in Cairo, Shepheard's and the Continental,
were out of bounds to all but officers. Some of our boys resented this
discrimination while not on parade, for many of the privates were, in
social life, in higher standing than the majority of the officers.
There was one of our colonels who took his brother in to dine with him
at Shepheard's. A snobbish English officer came up to this man who
happened to be only a private, and said: "What are you doing in here,
my man?" But he got rather a setback when the Australian colonel said
to him: "Captain, let me introduce my brother." There was another
Australian private whom an English officer objected to have sitting at
the same table with him at the Trocadero in London. Next day this
private reserved every seat in this swell restaurant and provided
dinner for several hundred of his chums, putting a notice on the door:
"No Officers Admitted." Another illustration of snobbishness, this
time in Australia, was when some officers at a race-meeting instructed
the committee to refuse admittance to the saddling paddock and grand
stand to all privates and N. C. O.'s, but they looked pretty small when
informed that the owner of the race-course was a private and could
hardly be debarred from his own property. Few Australian officers are
of this type, however, and in the trenches our officers and men are a
happy family. When the men realize that an officer knows his job and
has plenty of pluck, they will follow him through hell.
A favorite rendezvous in Cairo was the Ezbekiah Gardens of a Sunday
afternoon. There were beauties there from many nations, dressed in the
"dernier cri" of fashion, who were tickled to death to be escorted by
the bronzed giants from "down-under," and though one failed sometimes
to find words that were understood, yet sufficient was said in glance
and shrug to make a very interesting conversation. And the Sultan's
band was always there to fill in pauses and, in fact, played so well as
to be an encouragement to flirtations that were delightful in spite of
differences of nationality.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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