India. Army; World War, 1914-1918 -- Campaigns -- Western Front; World War, 1914-1918 -- Regimental histories -- India
To those who understand Indians there can be no greater mistake than to
be niggardly in the bestowal of war honours. The Indian Order of Merit
carried with it a small life pension, and this was of very great
importance to men who gave their services for a totally inadequate
remuneration. It was the highest honour a soldier could earn until the
Victoria Cross was opened to him by His Majesty the King at the great
Delhi Durbar. To show how well Lord Roberts understood the value of
immediate rewards to the Indian Army, after the defence of Thobal in
Manipore by Major Grant in 1891, a feat which made India ring with
praise of the gallant little band, Grant was especially promoted from
Lieutenant to Brevet Major and awarded the Victoria Cross, and every man
of his party (I think about seventy) received the Indian Order of Merit.
How much greater were the toils and dangers of Flanders!
Willans of the 57th Rifles received a D.S.O., and his brother-officers,
Captain W. S. Trail and Lieut. E. K. Fowler, the Military Cross. Dill of
the 129th Baluchis received the D.S.O.; and besides Sepoy Khudadad, who,
as already told, won the first V.C. given to the Indian Army, the five
men of his Maxim detachment who were all killed were rewarded
posthumously, the havildar receiving the Indian Order of Merit, and his
comrades the I.D.S.M.
It was the fate of the Indian Corps to be allotted for nearly fourteen
months almost exactly the same part of front, with only two small breaks
in the monotony. One has already been described, and the other was when
the Lahore Division was temporarily detached for a few days to take its
share in the second battle of Ypres in April 1915. With these two
exceptions the Indians were confined to the fronts from just north of
Neuve Chapelle to Givenchy, a distance in a direct line of about seven
miles.
If any one had thought how best to dishearten good soldiers, they could
not have chosen a better method. Often did I urge that we might be given
a change from the same bogs and swamps to somewhere north or south, but
it was not agreed to, and so for over thirteen months the men went up to
the same old trenches and returned to the same monotonous billets, until
many of them believed it was probably all or a greater part of the
entire British line. We often wondered what could be the reason: I knew
myself, but that is another story.
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