Trooper Bluegum at the Dardanelles: Descriptive Narratives of the More Desperate Engagements on the Gallipoli PeninsulaHogue, Oliver
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Trooper Bluegum at the Dardanelles: Descriptive Narratives of the More Desperate Engagements on the Gallipoli Peninsula
Hogue, Oliver
World War, 1914-1918 -- Campaigns -- Turkey -- Gallipoli Peninsula; World War, 1914-1918 -- Personal narratives, Australian
They had many names for the Australians on Gallipoli, and one of them
was "The Linguists." Some of the British Tommies used to stand in
awe when they heard an Australian bullock driver giving vent to his
feelings. I have even heard it said that a reputable Australian curate
who went to the front in the ranks used the most disreputable language
in charging a Turkish trench. One morning a German aeroplane dropped
two huge bombs behind our lines. They exploded with a terrific blast,
but did no damage. As the glistening bombs shot earthward, one of the
men exclaimed, "'Ere comes 'er 'ymn of 'ate from 'ell!"
Another day we thought we would see an aerial duel. Already we had seen
about everything else that twentieth-century war could show us. But
the duel never came off. One of our 'planes took wing and flew north
from Helles, over Anzac, towards Enos. Shortly afterwards, a German
aeroplane took the air, and hovered over our lines. Evidently our
airman could not see the Taube, for he circled aimlessly about over
the Ægean Sea. Meanwhile, the German got quite venturesome. He sailed
low--barely 2,000 feet above us--and though we blazed away with rifles
and guns, he managed to have a good look at our position. Also, he
dropped a couple of bombs at the right of our line before he bolted.
But they fell harmlessly into the sea.
We got several good laughs every day. It made life worth living to
note the wonderful good humour of our soldiers. Sometimes we laughed
at the Turks, sometimes at each other. We had one great laugh at a
German airman. He went up with a big bomb, evidently intent on some
frightfulness. A British aeroplane immediately sighted him, and started
in pursuit. Then a couple of French airmen took the air, and joined in
the chase. With three of them hot on his trail, the German fled over
the Turkish lines. The Allies gained on him, so to lighten his load he
dropped his bomb overboard. But it landed on the Turkish trenches. They
thought he must have been an enemy, for they at once opened fire with
rifles, machine-guns, and anti-aircraft artillery, and the poor Taube
had a very sultry time.
The Germans erected a new aerodrome, "somewhere on Gallipoli." The
French airmen sighted it, dropped a few bombs, set fire to the petrol
store, and did considerable damage. We had an aerial night attack on
the Turkish camps at the Soghan Dere. Our aeroplanes first fired with
their machine-guns at the flashes of the enemy's rifles. Then they
dropped a couple of 20-lb. bombs, which burst in the centre of the
Turkish camp. Finally they dropped 300 arrows amongst the bewildered
enemy.
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