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
POSITION OF THE SAXON CORPS TWENTY-FOUR HOURS
AFTER LANDING IN ESSEX 148
POSITION OF THE GERMAN FORCES TWENTY-FOUR HOURS
AFTER LANDING AT GOOLE 157
GERMANY’S POINTS OF EMBARKATION 167
BATTLE OF PURLEIGH, 6TH SEPTEMBER 193
BATTLE OF SHEFFIELD 218
POSITIONS OF OPPOSING FORCES, 8TH SEPTEMBER 227
BATTLE OF ROYSTON, SUNDAY, 9TH SEPTEMBER 232
BATTLE OF CHELMSFORD. POSITION ON THE EVENING OF 11TH SEPTEMBER 258
THE DEFENCE OF SHEFFIELD 268
BOOK II
THE LINES OF LONDON 288
BATTLE OF HARLOW--FIRST PHASE 296
BATTLE OF HARLOW--FINAL PHASE 307
GERMAN ATTACK ON THE LINES OF LONDON 315
THE BOMBARDMENT AND DEFENCES OF LONDON ON 20TH AND 21ST SEPTEMBER 337
LONDON AFTER THE BOMBARDMENT 365
DAMAGE DONE IN THE CITY BY THE BOMBARDMENT 369
DAMAGE DONE IN WESTMINSTER BY THE BOMBARDMENT 384
SHETLAND ISLANDS 433
THE DEFENCES OF SOUTH LONDON ON 26TH SEPTEMBER 457
SCENE OF THE STREET FIGHTING IN SHOREDITCH ON 27TH SEPTEMBER 478
BOOK I
THE ATTACK
CHAPTER I
THE SURPRISE
Two of the myriad of London’s night-workers were walking down Fleet
Street together soon after dawn on Sunday morning, 2nd September.
The sun had not yet risen. That main artery of London traffic, with its
irregular rows of closed shops and newspaper offices, was quiet and
pleasant in the calm, mystic light before the falling of the smoke-pall.
Only at early morning does the dear old City look its best; in that one
quiet, sweet hour when the night’s toil has ended and the day’s has not
yet begun. Only in that brief interval at the birth of day, when the
rose tints of the sky glow slowly into gold, does the giant metropolis
repose--at least, as far as its business streets are concerned--for at
five o’clock the toiling millions begin to again pour in from all points
of the compass, and the stress and storm of London life at once
recommences.
And in that hour of silent charm the two grey-bearded sub-editors,
though engaged in offices of rival newspapers, were making their way
homeward to Dulwich to spend Sunday in a well-earned rest, and were
chatting “shop” as Press men do.
“I suppose you had the same trouble to get that Yarmouth story through?”
asked Fergusson, the news-editor of the _Weekly Dispatch_, as they
crossed Whitefriars Street. “We got about half a column, and then the
wire shut down.”
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