"March 11th. The entrenched line ahead of us was held all day.
We got heavily shelled all day--the heaviest shells dropped
behind, Jack Johnsons and Woolly Bears, while we had shrapnel,
bombs and nasty double-acting shells which burst first with
white smoke, and fifty yards further on with black smoke. We
also got a good share of a shell which gave out the most
beastly-smelling gases. Major B---- was wounded in the head by
a bomb which burst on our parapet within a foot of my head,
blowing a large hole in the parapet and covering me with
earth. The explosion of it, so close, instead of deafening me
seemed to clear a passage through my head from ear to ear, and
I went through all the processes of death. It seemed to me I
was a goner, and it was some seconds before I realized I was
alive and unhurt. The brigade in our front was ordered to
retire in the night, and we were told to hold their evacuated
trench with pickets. I sent out a picket from my double
company--they remained out until 5 A. M., when I was ordered to
withdraw them.
"March 12th. They had only just come in when the Germans were
seen advancing, and a fearful fusillade of rifle fire from our
trenches began. After a time the firing slackened and dawn
came, when in front of us were lines of dead Germans. We
counted about one hundred in our immediate front--there were
lots more to right and left, and the trench just evacuated in
our front was thick with them. We had some very useful pistols
with us, which fire a big cartridge and light up the ground in
front. I fired fifteen rounds with mine to enable my men to see
to fire. Only a few live Germans remained in the trench to our
front, and these a British regiment turned out in an attack at
1 P. M. Their first line advanced through us, but suffered
rather heavily from fire from a trench to our left front. Their
second line was about to advance, and the officer in command of
it jumped lip close by me and shouted 'Second line advance,'
when he dropped, shot through the head. The third line never
advanced. On our right the ---- Gurkhas advanced to the front
trench and suddenly white flags began to appear, and after some
difficulty we got our men to stop firing, and a few of the
Gurkhas began sending prisoners back. In a moment both sides
were standing up out of the trenches, on our side we were
waving to the Germans to come in, and on their side they were
waving flags and calling for us to go and fetch them--but this
we could not do, as they continued to fire and we could not
trust them. But the ---- Gurkhas collected a lot on the right
and more followed, many of them wounded, and came into our
lines. About a hundred came like this, I should think. Many
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Elsewhere in the archive
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account