The Silent Watchers: England's Navy during the Great War: What It Is, and What We Owe to ItCopplestone, Bennet
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The Silent Watchers: England's Navy during the Great War: What It Is, and What We Owe to It
Copplestone, Bennet
Great Britain. Royal Navy; World War, 1914-1918 -- Naval operations
At this moment, when the work of the _Glasgow_ and the _Cornwall_ had
been done—the _Cornwall_, it should be noted, bore the heavier burden
in this action—she was hit eighteen times, though little hurt, and
played her part with the utmost loyalty and devotion—at this moment
flashed the news through the ether that the _Scharnhorst_ and
_Gneisenau_ had been sunk. The news spread, and loud cheers went up from
the English ships. To the doomed company in the _Leipzig_ those cheers
must have carried some hint of the utter disaster which had overtaken
their squadron. It was not until nine o’clock (six hours after the
_Glasgow_ had begun to fire upon her) that she made her last plunge—if
a modern compartment ship does not blow up, she takes a powerful lot of
shell to sink her—and the English ships did everything that they could
to save life. The _Glasgow_ drew close up under her stern and lowered
boats, at the same time signalling that she was trying to save life.
There was no reply. Perhaps the signals were not read; perhaps there
were not many left alive to make reply. The _Leipzig_, still blazing,
rolled right over to port and disappeared. Six officers, including the
Navigating Lieutenant-Commander, and eight men were picked up by the
_Glasgow’s_ boats. Fourteen officers and men out of nearly 300! The
captives were treated as honoured guests and made much of. Our officers
and men took their gallant defeated foes to their hearts and gave them
of their best. It was not until two days later, when news arrived that
the _Leipzig’s_ sister and consort the _Nürnberg_ had been sunk by the
_Kent_, that these brave men broke down. Then they wept. They cared
little for the _Dresden_—a stranger from the North Atlantic—but the
_Nürnberg_ was their own consort, beside whom they had sailed for years,
and beside whom they had fought. They had hoped to the last that she
might make good her escape from the wreck of von Spee’s squadron. When
that last hope failed they wept. When I think of von Spee’s gallant men,
so human in their strength and in their weakness, I cannot regard them
as other than worthy brothers of the sea.
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