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With today’s internet a wealth of official information is available regarding those who served.
In an age before local radio and television, families often allowed letters to be published in the local press from their loved ones on active service. However, for their descendants the letters reveal a more personal aspect, graphically describing the experience of the people and providing an insight into their personalities. |
NBT 1914 Dec. 26th Sat. “On September 12th we took 124 German prisoners and killed five cavalry men. On the following morning the German guns let us have it very hot. Two of my companions had their legs smashed next to me and I was hit slightly in the back of the head. This was one of the worst days - it was the battle of the Aisne. Then we went into trenches, in which we remained nearly a month. While there the Germans used to try and break our lines, but they did not succeed, and only lost thousands of men. Their guns must have fired millions of rounds. Later on we attacked and lost 400 men and 11 officers killed and wounded. We “hung on” for three days and were then relieved by the French. The number of dead Germans in front of the trenches was 740 - their wounded must have numbered two or three times as many. On Oct. 31st and Nov. 1st the Germans came up in thousands and we had to charge them back and take their trenches. Amongst them were the Prussian Guards, men standing 6ft. 3 and 4 inches in height, but the biggest lot of cowards I ever came across. I think we killed about 100 of them and took many prisoners. During this five weeks we have not had a wash or shave, nor had we taken off our boots. Up to the present two of our regiment have gained the French Legion of Honour, five of the officers have won the D.S.O., and three of our men the D.C.M. Our regiment has been praised by the General, but we are led by Capt. Dillon, - a better officer never lived.” W.E. 1916 Apr. 28th “I am very sorry indeed to have to inform you that your son, who was in my Company, was killed in action last night. He was killed by machine gun fire when the Company was acting as a covering party to a large working party not far from the German trenches, between the lines. Your son was very popular with his comrades. He was always bright and quick at understanding and obeying orders. Please be assured that you and your family have the deepest sympathy of all his comrades, both officers and men, in the Company. With very great regret and sincere sympathy, - Yours faithfully, L. W. Crouch.” (Tragically, Captain Lionel W. Crouch would be killed on July 21st, 1916, leading his Company in an attack in the Battle of the Somme. The elder son of Mr. and Mrs. William Crouch, of Friarscroft, Aylesbury (his father being the Clerk of Bucks County Council), he was born in 1886, and after an education at Marlborough became a solicitor by profession. Before the war he had been a keen Territorial - being gazetted Second Lieutenant in 1907 - and at the time of his death his younger brother, Captain Guy Crouch, of the same regiment, had only just returned to active service. His letters from August 4th, 1914 to the day of his death were collected and printed for private circulation, with the last words committed to paper being; “But it’s all in the day’s work.” The following morning he was killed. His was always a sense of duty, and a steadfast belief in the righteousness of the cause, and this is well emphasised by the entry for August 29th 1914; “We have got to lick these chaps, and we are only playing at it at present. Our Expeditionary Force will be practically wiped out in a month, and more men must be sent. I don’t take a pessimistic view of the ultimate result, but by our present shilly-shallying we are likely to keep the war lasting for years.” B.S. 1917 Nov. 24th
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