_Captain E. Wingfield Digby, V Battery, R.H.A._--“Well, here we are just outside Baghdad.... The saddest part of the whole show to me is poor old Eve’s death--he was just one of the best fellows on earth--anyway he lost his life charging the Turk (intrenched). I believe he took his man, and was then shot through the head from below--the bullet entering under his chin. The Thirteenth lost pretty heavily that day; we got very heavily shelled too--lost all our layers casualties, and a direct hit on one gun and one waggon,--it was a very dusty day and high wind, and one couldn’t see a yard. And when the wind dropped and mirage lifted in the evening, the Turks could easily see us in the open, and fired at us from three different directions.” _2nd Lieutenant Guy Pedder--March 15._--“I am afraid the only comfort I can give you is that he was killed instantaneously, and also mounted, in a brilliant charge--a death which I know he would have preferred to all others. “I remember him telling me at Makina that personally he didn’t think a man could have a finer death than in jumping a large fence out hunting, but his was infinitely finer leading his squadron (I was directly behind him) straight at a small nullah full of Turks. He was probably shot by a Turk not more than two or three yards off. I did not see his body afterwards, as I was hit myself very shortly afterwards; but Mr Payne did, I believe, and no doubt he will have written to you. “It is most awfully sad, and I shall feel it all the more when I get back to the squadron and he isn’t there. I never saw a braver or more fearless person than he was: he almost made it impossible for any one under him to be afraid.” [Illustration: Capt. H. C. D. FITZGIBBON, M.C. (_Wounded near Deli Abbas, 8th April 1917_)] [Illustration: Lieut. A. M. LE PATOUREL.] [Illustration: Capt. A. VEANTO, M.C., R.A.M.C.] [Illustration: Capt. H. G. T. NEWTON (_Accidentally drowned in Tigris, 25th April 1917_)] [Illustration: Lieut. J. H. HIRSCH] [Illustration: Pte. J. L. ROBERTS, D.C.M. (_Died, 20th April 1917, of wounds received near Deli Abbas_)] _Lieutenant Fitzgibbon--March 21._--“I have seen by the way what no other Regiment has seen or done in this war--that is to say, the Regiment formed line and charged! It was a damned fine effort, but rather a mad one. We had been given wrong information by aeroplanes, and ran our heads against the most beautiful trenches full of Turks I have ever seen. The old Turk just sat back and waited for us, and, by God! he let us have it. The noise was something impossible to describe: how the devil we any of us ever got out of it I still do not know. The dust did us in, but also saved us. Well, we eventually got out of it, rallied, dismounted, and attacked on our flat feet, and had the satisfaction of seeing the Turk evacuate his position at nightfall. We rather got a dusting though.