Diary written by Eric Giles Miller, 1914-1917 - Part 1

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ORIGINAL OF 
DAD'S WAR DIARY

1914 - 1918
Front Cover of Diary - refer to original document

 

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The Battle of Hamel July 4th 1918.
Hamel was really a big battle reduced to small scale.
There was massed artillary - such accumulation of guns
great and small, as could have blown the Hamel area in
dust to the skies, let alone clear the Germans from it;
There were tanks, a vastly improved breed on the old original;
There was a most detailed scheme of aeroplane co-operation
in every phase, from the drowning, by bomb dropping, of the
noise of the approaching tanks, to the carriage forward by air
of machine-gun ammunition after the battle.

The attack was made by 3 brigades - the 6th on the right
with the 21st and 23rd Battalions ^(Victoria) The 4th in the centre,
with the 13th (N.S.W), 15th (Queen) and 16th (West Aus), and the 11th on
the left, with the 44th (West) 43rd (South Aus) and 42nd (Queen'd)

The 15th Brigade (Vic) was to make a small local attack east
of Ville-sur-Ancre; The whole Corps front was to assist
with artillary fire & distract Hun attention from the point
of attack; but even beyond this a general co-operative
bombardment was arranged for several miles on the
British and the French fronts left and right of the Australians.

The opening of the attack at 3.10 A.M.: as seen from
the Morlancourt Ridge above Vaux, was a weird and 
wonderful spectacle. The time was immediately before 
dawn after a perfect night of early summer - a fresh, calm 
soft aired night such as would turn mens thoughts to 
anything but war. What moon there was vanished early, 
and shooting was only spasmodic by the guns of either 
side. Now and again an aeroplane of ours - no Hun 
machine guns were to be heard, - droned overhead like a mammoth 
mosquito, passed on towards Germany, and in the distance 
delivered a little cargo of bombs. But on the whole the 
night was strangely still and pleasant as summer 
nights go behind the fighting lines in France.

 

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During the last few minutes prior to the attack, a thicker 
humming droned in the air - a string of our aeroplanes 
flying low to drown with their noise the rattle of 
the tanks over their last half mile to the front line.

The aeroplanes did more than hum. They suddenly 
awoke Hamel in a blaze of explosion by dropping 
collectively several bundles of bombs fair into the middle 
of it. Fires broke out here and there in the houses.

Then opened a slow bombardment from our artillary, 
in which the trench mortars joined; this was 
not the real thing, but a preparatory smother 
of smoke shell. For a week or more before the 
battle the Australian guns had killed the Huns 
with gas at exactly this hour - a plan to deceive 
them for this 4th July morning, and to make 
them put on their gas helmets; only this time the 
guns fired smoke instead of gas, for the sake of 
the assaulting infantry. The smoke shell was 
really the most fascinating spectacle of the whole 
attack. The dim light before dawn enlarged 
and distorted the smoke clouds to monstrous shapes, 
which were hit up feebly, and thereby the more 
terribly, by the flames of the bursts. Here and 
there a brilliant rocket soared up from the doomed 
lines, yet seemed to convey no serious note of alarm, 
merely warning perhaps of the supposed usual 
gas strafe. The Hun Batteries, at anyrate, were not 
aroused. To the last moment the little corner of 
country there among the broad sloping valleys, 
and it's population, the semi-somnolent battalions 
which the imagination could picture easily enough in 
Their holes, seemed unaware of the mighty pole-axe 
poised to strike.

Then, at the very moment, you could swear 

 

of the first awakening flicker of dawn over the horizon 
beyond, the guns, suddenly alert and changing tone, 
broke out into the salvo of the instant called Zero.

There was a big boom from the first counter-battery gun 
a 12 inch monster behind the ordered array of the smaller 
artillary, and the still morning air was thenceforth torn and 
racked with noise. The previous slow succession of bursts 
along the German line, irregular and rather careless, inumerable 
almost the observer, now quickened and multiplied like 
electric sparks over the whole front. Vast billows of smoke 
rolled about with them, smoke so thick that it was impossible 
to say for ten minutes or so whether or not the barrage 
advanced. Gradually the morning light improved and the 
smoke cleared, and Hamel village began dimly to stand out.

A little later the contours of the ground were visible up to 
Vaire Wood and Accroche Wood and other timber above the 
high road on the plateau. A tank or two could be seen 
crawling near Hamel. The barrage dust smothered the 
village, lashed it furiously, and passed on. No vestige 
of any fighting going on - there was not yet light enough to 
reveal it, anyway, only a half-dark dead-seeming countryside 
close below the hill, and a low vengeful trail of 
destruction sweeping slowly over it like a storm. In the 
wake of the barrage of the Australian artillary in that 
dawning light, there seemed, from the hill above, a striking 
stillness and silence; no fires, no movement, no sounds, 
no German shells even (strange to say), or very few.

The fires in Hamel died down, and at the southern end 
at a housetop, waved on the faint breeze a flag, the 
tri colour of France. An officer of the 43rd put it there.

The silence of the German guns was the strangest thing, but 
there was good reason for it; any batteries which were not being 
dragged frantically, out of reach of the assault were being so 
drenched with our counter-battery fire of gas and high-explosive that

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they could not be served. Then the light rapidly improved,
and the cloud and the pillar of fire which went before the 
Australian brigade, dropped over the edge of the ridge 
beyond Hamel. The skyline there moved with the 
crawling backs of tanks. Day broke, and a gathering 
body of men could be seen on the ridge; prisoners. 

The objective must have been gained. Little columns 
of men trailed about the middle ground of the scene, 
laying wires, carrying up supplies, going forward as 
reliefs or to help dig in. Hamel quiet and still; 
Vaire Wood - much feared place - silent as the grave. 
not a shot being fired in all the valleys or on 
all the river flats. It is already two hours after 
Zero and seems like only 5 minutes.

What happened in the half light during that two 
hours is fairly simple telling. The smoke amply 
fulfilled its double object of deluding the Huns 
into the belief that it was gas, and in shrouding 
our advancing lines from the machine gunners.

About Vaire Wood especially.

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Copy of Diary of No165 Pte E. G. Miller 3rd L.H. Regt,

A.I.F

[*October 1914.*]

22nd  Left the Outer Harbour South Australia on H.M. Transport No 16 
the Port Lincoln.

[*Mon 26th*]  Arrived Albany wrote to Mother and L.

[*Nov 1st*]  Left Albany with 35 other troopships, including 10 New Zealanders

[*Nov. 2nd*]  Rough and squally, big seas running. Saw the last of Australia. 
I wonder how long before I shall see it again or shall I ever.

Started with signalling squad.

[*Tues. 3rd *] Very rough and very heavy seas. Picked up the Ascanius, Medic,
and 3 warships making the fleet about 45 strong. Will 
count them tomorrow. Feeling very sorry. Mal de mer very 
prevalent

[*Thurs. 5th*]  Nice and calm, Weather getting hot. Mailboat passed us, going 
the same way. Nothing exciting all day. A few bags of turnips 
and a dead horse floated past. Signalling all day.

[*Fri. 6th *]  The fleet formed closer formation today.

[*Sun. 8th*]  We are well in the tropics. Very hot. Church parade this afternoon. 
A soldier buried beneath the waves (off the Eurypides, Boxing
tournament last night. Halfway thro' the programme all lights
were extinguished for ½ an hour for boat drill practise. 
Had to imagine some strange warship sighted. Vaccinated. 

[*Mon. 9th*]  At 6 A.M. a wireless was received from Cocos Island, saying 
that a foreign warship was approaching. The Minotaur and 

the Sydney immediately steamed away. Further messages stated 
that the Sydney engaged the "Emden" and the Emden was 
beaten and surrendered. The Sydney also sank a collier and captured 
another. Another man buried off the Medic today. Very hot, expect 
to cross the line tonight

[*Thur. 12th*]  Very hot. Sea very calm. Saw some flying fish

[*Sat 14th*]  Had a sports meeting in the afternoon. Greasy pole etc. didn't compete.

[*Sun 15th*]  When we got up at 6 am. we found land on our right (Ceylon). 
We dropped anchor about 2.30 P.M. just outside Colombo.

 

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[*Nov. 1914*]

[*Sun 15th*]  A Russian cruiser the Askold just alongside. Expect to go in  
to take water. The 10 N.Z. and 2 Australian transports steamed 
on ahead of us a few days ago to coal. Colombo looks 
very pretty, especialy after 14 days without a sight of land.

Have lost 9 horses so far, mostly from pneumonia. Church 
parade in afternoon, Concert at night. Searchlight at work

[*Mon 16th*]  A British cruiser arrived. Gazing with longing eyes 
on the town all day, at least at every chance. We are 
standing out about a mile from the shore. Can just make 
out the rickshaws and motors going to and from the big 
red hotel on the right of the town.

[*Tues 17th*]  Left Colombo at noon. A lovely day. Had to get 
moving again. After looking forward to seeing Colombo 
for 14 days, all we saw was from a distance of a mile.

Looking forward to Aden now.

[*Wed. 18th*]  In the Arabian Sea. The sea as calm as the Torrens.

[*Thurs 19th*]  Rather an exciting episode today. One of our regimental 
pets (the cockatoo) climbed up the back mast, and 
essayed a Blondin act  on the wireless aerial by going 
across it to the foremast. He accomplished the feat amid 
great cheering, although the betting was 1000 to 1 against 
him, when he was directly over the smoke stacks.

Have been lying on the deck all the evening thinking, 
but it's no good to a soldier as it makes one sentimental. 
We are having a very monotonous voyage. The only 
break today, barring the cockatoo act, was the falling back 
of the Ascanius, which delayed the Flotilla a little. 
Our only visible escort now is the British cruiser 
"Hampshire". Don't think we are calling at Aden, but 
go straight to Port Said to take in Water. Feel like 
writing a long letter but this censoring takes all the 
spice out of it.

[*Fri 20th*]  A very uneventful day. 8 of our transports which 
stayed behind in Colombo to coal caught up to us

 

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[*Nov. 1914*]

and we have now put on more speed. Two more cruisers 
joined us about noon, but I don't know which they are. 
Harry Conigrave and I generally spend a quiet hour on the foc'sle 
head in the evenings. It's very pleasant these warm nights.

[*Sat 21st*]  A peculiar incident occurred last night. I was detailed for 
duty as horse picket about 8.30 P.M. Horse picket means 
looking after the horses during the night. I had about 30 
to attend to and had only been on duty about 15 minutes 
when one fell down in its stall. That was at a quarter to nine. 
We could see he was going and sure enough in another 15 
minutes he was dead. Just as he gave the last few kicks 
the bugles started to sound the "Last Post", at the usual 
time for troopships 9 P.M. About 10 of our transports steamed 
on ahead this morning and were nearly out of sight at dusk.

The Ascanius collided with the Wiltshire about daybreak this 
morning but no one was injured.

[*Tues 24th*]  We passed an island called Socotra yesterday. Inhabited 
by cannibals only. Half of the men were innoculated in the 
back against enteric, and all of them have been out of action 
since. We sighted land about sundown today "the Dark Continent" 
I didn't think the sea could be so smooth as it has been the 
last few days. The only ripples on the water are those caused 
by the boats.

[*Wed Nov. 25th*]  Dropped anchor at Aden about 4 P.M. Found the rest of the fleet 
waiting for us. A very pretty sight at night with all the boats 
lit up and the lights on shore. It reminds me of Sydney. I 
think Arabia is a good place not to live in. As far as the eye can 
see there is nothing but rocky hills and barren, arid wastes. 
I think I pinched that phrase out of some book. The "Garden of Allah" 
perhaps. Slept on deck. It was a lovely cloudless moonlight night. 

[*Thurs. 26th*]  Weighed anchor and with the whole flotilla commenced the next run 
to Port Said.

[*Sun Nov 29th*]  We had two very hot days on Friday and Saturday. The heat 
was very trying to both horses and men. As many horses as 
 

 

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[*Nov 1914*]

could possibly get on deck, were brought up from below for 
a breather. I heard some dialogue between two of the troopers 
last night that I thought funny. One chap said "This is the 
sea that Moses and the Israelites passed thro' isn't it?" 
"Yes" replied the other. "Why do they call it the Red Sea?" asked 
the first and the answer was "Oh don't you know that. Why 
Moses trod on a broken beer bottle and cut his foot."

I believe we are to land in Egypt now, as this will 
be our last Sunday on the boat for some time at anyrate. 
The men are all a little disappointed that they will not 
see England. But still we are all anxious to get on 
land again and the horses will not be sorry. We ought to 
get to Port Suez tomorrow evening or Tuesday morning. We 
passed a group of islands on Thursday called "the Twelve Apostles".

[*Tues Dec. 1st*]  We dropped anchor at Suez today at noon. The New 
Zealanders have gone on into the canal, but I don't think 
we start until the morning. We have had native boats around 
the transport all day selling apples, Turkish delight, Egyptian 
cigarettes etc. It was paynight last night so they are doing 
good business. It was very windy and cold yesterday and 
last night but a lovely day today.  Just like a September day 
in Australia. Signalling all the morning but did nothing 
in the afternoon.

[*Wed Dec 2nd *] A fleet of troopships arrived with Indian troops aboard 
also one with British Tommies (Fusiliers). Great enthusiasm 
amonst the troops, both Indian and ours. We left Suez at 3 P.M. 
amid cheers from the shore and ships at Anchor. At intervals 
of about 2 miles along the canal were encampments of Indian 
troops and some British. Included were Ghurkas, Pathans, and 
the East Lancashire Maxim Section. We found this out by signalling 
and by megaphones. These troops (especially the Ghurkas) were very 
excited when the found out we were Australians. They cheered, 
hurrahed, jumped in the air and chucked their hats up. They 
were all young chaps, very sturdily built and seemed quite happy.

 

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[*Dec.1914*]

They are well fortified on the banks of the Canal, but 
they must have a very monotonous time. At 6.30 P.M we 
entered a big lake or inland sea and the pace was increased.

[*Thurs 3rd *]  We passed the 128th Pioneers (Indian) about 8.30 P.M. last night.

When reveille sounded at 6 am this morning we got out and 
found we were just entering Port Said. This place is far 
and away the most interesting we have seen. We are anchored 
within 50 yards of the streets, and all day long there have been 
things happening to interest us. For instance just before dinner 
an hydroplane ascended about 200 yards from us, circled around 
for a while and alighted right beside our boat. I have seen 
aeroplanes before, but not an Hydroplane. Port Said, like the 
canal is garrisoned by Indian troops and all day we have seen 
them relieving the various guards etc. One thing I noticed. When 
on Sentry go they always carry the rifle at the "Trail". We carry 
ours at the "slope". I wrote 2 postcards to Mother and one to L. 
and received a letter from L. We have been coaling all day. These 
coolies are great workers. One continuous stream of them with baskets 
going up one plank and down another; a human elevator.

The place is full of warships. There are battleships (the Swiftsure is one) 
cruisers (The "Proserpine" I noticed), several destroyers and torpedo boats 
and besides the Hydroplane there are several aeroplanes. I believe we 
go to Alexandria. That is only 5 hours run from here so we will soon 
be ashore now.

[*Dec. 4th *]  Col. Rowell gave us a lecture last night. He told us we were to land 
at Alexandria, 5 ships at a time. The Light Horse will 
camp 8 miles out of Cairo and the Infantry 10 miles. We steamed 
out of Port Said about 7 P.M. last night. More cheering especially from 
a French warship. We are anchored about 3 miles out of Port Said 
in the Mediterranean. The Colonel told us that the Australian cruisers 
"Sydney" and "Melbourne" and the British cruiser "Minotaur" (another 
of our escort) are in the Mediterranean. We were under the 
impression that they had gone back to Australia, as we hadn't seen 
them since we left Colombo. The Adjutant read a detailed 

 

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[*December 1914*]

report of the engagement between the Sydney and the Emden, as 
sent to the Australian press. The Emden had done 2½ million 
pounds worth of damage to British merchantmen. It is blowing 
up a bit rough this evening. I think we are in for a rough night.

[*Mon Dec 7th*]  We left Port Said about 8 P.M. on Saturday, and reached 
Alexandria about 10.30 am on Sunday. I was greatly 
impressed with the place. Had no idea it was so big and busy.
We are anchored about 50 yards from a French man of war.

The Ascanius went alongside the wharf today and discharged 
her human cargo I.E. The South Australian 10th Infantry 
Battallion. Was innoculated for the second time today. Had 
it done on the left arm, otherwise I wouldn't be writing this. 
Feeling a bit depressed tonight, blaming the innoculation. 
Alas I was on on picket last night so expect I'm a little tired.

[*Dec 25th*]  I have neglected my diary since Dec. 7th partly through 
lack of energy, but more thro' lack of time and opportunities. 
Will sketch briefly the happenings during the time missed.

On Wed. Dec 9th  we disembarked at Alexandria and immediately 
entrained our horses and baggage. We left Alexandria at 11.30 
am and arrived at Cairo about 5 P.M. We disentrained and 
after giving our horses a feed and having a snack ourselves, 
we commenced a 9 mile tramp to Maadi, the horses being led.

I was one of a party which comprised a rearguard and 
although the main body arrived arrived at Maadi about 
midnight, it was 2.30 am before we reached there, very 
footsore and dog tired. We were issued with three blankets each 
and after fixing up our horses on the horse lines already 
put down for us, we were soon asleep on the desert sand with 
the sky for a roof. In the early hours of the morning it rained. 
It had only just started when I awoke, so taking my overcoat 
which I was using for a pillow, I threw it over myself and 
putting my rifle under the blankets I went to sleep again. 
When Reveille sounded, I found myself and the rifle nice and 
dry, but the majority of the men and their rifles did not 

 

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[*December 1914*]

fare so well. We had a very busy week there on fatigue 
duties. Pitching tents, laying horse lines etc, besides giving 
the horses walking exercise (dismounted). It was 8 or 9 days 
before we rode them as they had to have a lot of exercise to get over 
their 7 weeks voyage, during which time they were unable to lie 
down.

[*1915*]

[*Feb.28th*]  The 3rd Infantry Brigade A.I.F. left Egypt

May 3rd  It is over 2 months since I made an entry, and we are 
still in Egypt. A lot has happened in that time. Many men 
of the Brigade mentioned above are dead. We (the Light Horse) 
are cursing the powers that be for keeping us here.

[*May 12th*] The 3rd L.H. Regiment and the 1st Regiment N.Z. Mounted Rifles 
are at the Dardonelles on the transport "Grantully Castle" waiting 
to go ashore. It has been raining for the past 12 hours. The 
place is alive with warships, transports, Hospital Ships, Tugs etc.

Later. We are going to land tonight The warships have been shelling 
the land since 9.30 am.

[*Thur, May 13th *] We came ashore just after dark last night, covering fire 
of our naval guns, and proceeded straight to the trenches. There 
was incessant rifle fire all night, and this morning there is shrapnell 
and machine gun also.

[*Friday May 14th *] About 20 of our men were wounded yesterday but so far 
none mortally.

[*Mon. 18th*]  So far 3 men of the 3rd Light Horse have been killed. We have been 
under heavy artillary fire all day, and although huge shells 
have been ploughing into our trenches only one man in the 3rd regt 
has been killed (Eric Bell). He had both legs and ^an arm blown 
off. Not half a dozen yards from where Lt Lewis and I were 
crouching.

[*Sundown 18th May*] Huge 9.2 shells are making this gully a perfect hell. I 
wouldn't attempt to describe it We are sticking in our 
dug-outs as much as possible, and the casualties are light. 
I never realised what war was until today

[*May 19th daybreak*] A heavy artillary duel has started. One can 

 

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[*May 1915*]

scarcely hear ourself speak. The Turks made an attack last night 
but were repulsed all along the line.

[*May 20th*]  7 a.m. Yesterday at noon the 3rd L.H. took over the defence of 
"Pope's Hill". At 3 P.M. the New Zealanders attacked the Turks' 
trenches on our left, while we poured in a heavy fire with 
artillary, machine guns and rifles. We were all standing 
to arms at 3 am this morning, anticipating an attack, but 
all was well. At daybreak the warships opened fire. We 
lost one an during the night (Paddy Curless).

[*May 22nd*]  Yesterday about 5 P.M. the Turks hoisted white flags.

We were given the "Cease Fire" all along the line, and some 
Turkish and German officers came across to parley for an 
armistice to bury their dead. While this was going on 
the Turks were massing troops, so we took several of the 
officers prisoners and gave the others two minutes to get back. 
Then the battle continued. During the night 2 attacks were 
made on "Quinn's Post", a hundred yards on our right, 
but were repulsed. Our shrapnell and machine guns 
played hell. Reg Hutton was killed the night before last and 
Major Fulton was wounded yesterday, also Corp. Ernie Jones. 
Things have been fairly quiet today. The warships are circling 
around the bay on account of submarines.

[*May 24th*]  There was an armistice today from 7.30 PM. until 4.30 PM. 
to bury the dead. One man said that 3000 was 
under-estimating the Turkish dead. Sergeant De Latour killed last night. 
[*Tues May 25th *] We have a fine view to the bay from this hill, and at noon today 
we witnessed the sinking of the British battleship 'Triumph" 
by a submarine. It was a sad and splendid scene. Sad to 
see such a grand ship go under, and splendid to see the other boats 
racing to aid in saving the crew. They say 400 were lost. 
We have had heavy rains and the slush is ankle deep everywhere.

[*Wed 26th*]  The 3rd Regiment were relieved by the 2nd from "Popes Hill" and we 
are now bivouced in the gully after 7 days in the trenches. One of 
our aeroplanes dropped several bombs on the Turks.

 
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