The Invasion of 1910, with a full account of the siege of LondonLe Queux, William
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The Invasion of 1910, with a full account of the siege of London
Le Queux, William
Great Britain -- Defenses; Imaginary wars and battles
“In Chelmsford, when I halted at the Saracen’s Head, I found there
were the 2nd Lincolnshire and the 2nd Royal Scots Fusiliers, who
had come up from Salisbury Plain, the 1st Hampshire and the 1st
Royal Fusiliers from Portsmouth and the Isle of Wight. The 2nd
South Wales Borderers from Tidworth and the 1st Border Regiment
from Bordon Camp arrived in the afternoon, and were marched out to
Great Baddow, half-way to Danbury. The 14th Hussars from
Shorncliffe and the 20th from Brighton had also come in the day
previously, and they at once moved out to the front to relieve the
16th Lancers and 7th Hussars, who had been covering the retiral
from Colchester. The town was crowded with Volunteers in khaki,
green, red, blue--all the colours of the rainbow--and I noticed two
very smart corps of Yeomanry marching out to support the two
regular cavalry regiments. Everyone seemed in good spirits on
account of the news from Royston and the successful issue of the
cavalry skirmish of the morning before. As Chelmsford lies in a
kind of hollow, I could not see much from there, so in the
afternoon I thought I would run out to the high ground near Danbury
and see if I could get any idea of what was going on.
“As I passed Danbury Place I heard the deafening report of heavy
guns close at hand. I found that the firing came from some of the
Bluejackets’ 4.7’s near the church, where I had seen them at work
at the opening of Purleigh Battle. I got out of my car and went up
to the officer in charge, whom I met on that occasion. I asked him
at what he was firing. ‘Look over there,’ he said, pointing towards
Maldon. I saw nothing at first. ‘Look higher,’ said the sailor. I
raised my eyes, and there, floating hundreds of feet over and on
this side of the old town, a great yellow sausage-like something
glistened in the sunlight. I recognised it at once from the
photographs I had seen of the German manœuvres. It was their
great military balloon, known as the ‘Wurst,’ or sausage, from its
elongated shape. Its occupants were doubtless hard at work
reconnoitring our position.
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