Letters from Norman Griffiths Ellsworth to his Mother, 1916 - Part 25 of 28
116th Howitzer Battery, 1st Aust Division
No 1 Boyton Camp, Via Salisbury.
England. Novr 1st 1916.
My Dearest Mother, & all at Home,
Well here I am
again, back in "Blighty", & promotion at last,
— Yes, Battery Sergeant Major in a 4.5 inch
Howitzer battery, just being formed to complete
the 1st Division.
It was a very pleasant surprise
to me, as just as I was about to leave Etaples
for the front, the telegram came thro' saying that
I had been selected as a Battery Sgt Major
in the new howitzer battery, being formed in
England, & that I was to be sent to England
as soon as possible, so after 4 days, in
which the necessary approval, & transport
arrangements were fixed up, I left camp at
2.30 am., & walked down to the Etaples station,
where I was to catch a train for Boulogne at
2.43 a.m. — The train arrived at
7.10a.m. so I finished my sleep, or tried to,
until the train actually did arrive.
Of course,
passenger traffic is an after thought in France,
as there is mostly ammunition trains, & other
traffic going all the time, night & day, — &
at a distance of about 50 yards, or even less,
but eventually the train did get in, & up to that
time, I tried to sleep, but my attention was arrested
by the peculiarities of 2 French railway shunters,
who were at work, sorting out trucks etc, &
blowing their trumpets at the engine driver, who
always blew his whistle back at them, & the
arguments that they had appeared to raise at the
official correspondence regarding the shunting
operations, quite repaid me for any loss of sleep
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Our train was mostly filled with men going
home on Leave, & the engine driver seemed to
think that there was no great hurry, so let his
engine take its time.
On arrival at Boulogne,
we were marched to a billet, until it was
time to go aboard the steamer, so I went &
got a hot breakfast.
At 10.45 a.m., we were
marched to the wharf, where the same steamer
which carried me to France (the "Invicta") was
loading up the Leave men. — I had to
report to different officials, (being sent home
on duty), but once on board I made myself
comfy.
We left at 11. am, & went swiftly across
as the sister ship to ours (Queen) had just
been sunk by German destroyers. I often
wondered why they do not put more destroyers
in the Channel, as the steamer traffic is just
crowded like Chapel St on a Friday night, & there
is only one destroyer to be seen at any time,
but we had 2 fast destroyers with us on this
journey, & saw nothing of "Fritz".
Outside
Boulogne, we saw the remains of the "Sussex"
& several masts of sunken steamers in
the Channel, which by the way, is not
very deep, but quite deep enough to bathe in
I suppose. — As usual, the Australians
on board were the only ones who would not
put life belts on, (myself included) — What
a peculiar lot we are, aren't we?
I was mighty
glad to see the cliffs at Folkstone again, & as
we accomplished the journey in an hour &
a half, I did not experience the usual
mal-de-mer, than goodness.
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The weather was fairly rough too, & the sea
very bumpy, — (to use a nautical phrase)
& she acted the fool a bit, but "I scorned
the insult", & refused to be ill, but at the
same time, I reflected on the advisability
of a Channel tunnel.
On disembarking at
Folkstone, we got into a special train which
left at 2.30 p.m., & we had a non-stop
run to Victoria (London) & reached there at
5.45 p.m., where the people were waiting
behind barriers to greet us.
I hastened to
my usual lodgings in Waterloo Bridge Road,
(a Temperance Hotel) & then dispatched a
telegram to Harriet, informing them of my
whereabouts, & then I sent off letters &
parcels of my Chums in Etaples, (with
which they packed me) to their various
destinations by post, as they would never
pass the censor in France, & so you see
how we wilfully break Kings Regulations.
This
done, I had a hot bath, & clean change of
clothes, & then had a lovely tea & went & had
a look around London, & home to bed, as
I was pretty tired after travelling since
2.30 a.m, & my word Mum, talk about
clean sheets, & a springy bed — why
I did appreciate it indeed.
I did not wake
up until 8.30 a.m., & the landlady had had
my boots & leggins cleaned, as the mud of
France does not improve ones appearance, &
then had a lovely breakfast of calfs liver &
bacon, & toast, & coffee, & I did not think
anything could be so nice.
I walked around
London after breakfast, & purchased an oilskin
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overcoat (a bobby dazzler) for ₤2, as it is
winter here now, & these are the only things
to keep one dry, so it is money well spent,
— then I met several old acquaintances,
including my old gun lead driver (A.H. Clyne)
whom I last saw on April 25th on the "Karroo"
when I left to land on Gallipoli, so you
see one meeting was a memorable one,
— in fact, we kissed each other, —
in Piccadilly too.
It is as well to mention
here whilst I think of it, that my last
day in the Artillery Training School in
Etaples should be visited by Albert,
King of all the Belgians, & I was drilling
the battery at the time, & I pulled them
up to attention on his arrival, & I then
saluted him, which he duly acknowledged
— He then, with the rest of his Staff,
stood & watched me put them thro a
Gas attack, in helmets, & how to set up
a "barrage" fire to prevent the enemy
coming thro', & wasn't I fluent, too.
He
is a fine looking chap, & I knew him
instantly, altho' we had no intimation
that he was coming whatever, but any
thing can happen now-adays.
Well to get
back to my London adventures. — that
night, I went to see Oscar Asche & Lily B.
in "Chu Ching Chow", & found it to be
consistent with his "Kismetian" style of
play, built up out of Ali Baba & 40 Thieves,
only he had introduced a weird kind
of singing into it, & of course was very
lavishly staged, & the costumes, wonderful, & there
were plenty of dinkum niggers of both sexes
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He is still the "gruff" surly affair, but
Lily is much stouter, with a double chin,
& her voice was deeper I thought, & I
think, hardly as nice as formerly.
I liked
the play inmmensly, & had an oyster feed
afterwards, & went back to bed.
Next day
I left for Tidworth, (Salisbury), at 8.50 am
to report to our Head Quarters, & I thought
that I was going to the 3rd Divn at Lark Hill
as I knew that Major Churchus had
been applying for me, but on arrival
at Tidworth, they said that they thought
it was an 18 inch Howitzer battery I was
going to, but they wasn't sure, had they
knew that I had been made a Sergeant
Major, (which was more than I did) & I
had to go to Boyton, some miles further
on, & here I found that it was a 4.5 inch
battery for the 1st Divn, so I am not going
to be a "Hard thinker" (3rd Divn nickname)
after all.
I think that Major Biddle
got me this job, & it was decided at
the front, & not at in England, —
anyhow, we will be here until after
Xmas training, so we are very comfy
for the winter.
Major Harris is my O.C.
& is a good sort, & the N.C.Os have
promised me their full support, &
the men, (who are a mixture of Light Horse,
Artillery, & D.A.C, men, from the various
depots around England,) are a good
stamp of chaps, & I think will give
me a good time
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Our accomodation is very good, — being
in five big huts, with fires etc, & we
have 4 blankets each, & more if we
want them, so we can't growl at that.
I am sending you a cable this week
that I am in "blighty", so this will not
give you such a surprise as the cable
will.
I cannot help thinking what a
— fool Yardley is, & he is absolutely
hated by everyone as his name is —.
He will never give up his "cold footed"
job at Weymouth, & so he is a cur, &
no longer a friend of mine, as he broke
the promise that I had exacted from him, to come
to the front with me, & "make good".
Well
Mother, I suppose you won't mind me
being out of France, but I'll promise you
that I'll make up for lost time when the
116th Howitzer battery get going on Fritz,
& it is mostly lyddite, & High explosive that
we use, & they are lovely little guns, &
only need 6 horses, (like the 18 pounders)
to pull them again, & they can play the
devil with an enemy trench, too.
Now, I
must close, wishing you all the good
wishes for Xmas time, & with the fondest
love to you all, & hoping that you are
as happy as I am.
Believe me
Your loving Son
Norman.
Again
Keep your eye on 116th Howitzer Bty
116th HOWITZER BATTERY
11 NOV.1916
* 1ST DIV.. A.F.A. *
116th Howitzer Battery, 21st F.A.Bde.
1st Australian Division.
No 1 Boyton Camp. Codford
Salisbury; Wilts; England
My Dearest Mother & all at Home,
I have just got
a letter from you, & one from Mab sent on to me
from Harriet Cole, dated 11th September, & was so
pleased to know that you are all well, as these
are the only letters that I have received since
I left France, altho' a friend of mine over there
who was in the same Camp, (J.D. White, ex Melb
footballer) promised to keep all my mail, and
readdress it on to me as soon as he got a
letter from me informing him of my whereabouts,
& altho' I have sent 2 letters to him, I have not
received any mail, but I know what delay
occurs in France over Mails, so do not anticipate any doubt of them.
You see, when I left
Etaples, all that I knew, (as far as my instructions were), was to proceed to England, and
on arrival there, to report to A.I.F. Headquarters Tidworth, Salisbury, so I could not
give our camp Post Office staff, any definite instructions where I was going to, so
this accounts for the delay.
Now, with regard
to myself. — I am in touch with May
Tilton, (who is at Birmingham) & will try &
get up to there sometime next week, as my
O.C. (Major Harris) has ordered me 4 days
leave, with more to follow, & he says that
I can have as much as I like, so you see
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he is awfully decent to me, so I hope to be
able to see her (May) soon.
I expect also, to run
down to Gravesend, & stay a day or two with
them, & give them a couple of £, as they are
not too financial, & I know that it is welcome,
altho' they simply fight against taking it,
but you see, I'm the boss there, & I'll stand
no argument of that sort. They are asking
after you all, & send their love, & all the
rest of it, & want to know when you are going
to write them, but I tell them the news as
a rule, & all about you.
Things are going on
very well i n the battery, & Major Harris seems
awfully pleased with me, & I can assure you
that it is a treat to be with somebody decent
after all this time, & it is needless to say that
I will give him my full support.
The first thing
he did, was to shake hands with me, and then
he asked me for my Pay book, & endorsed my
promotion in it, so I am now on 12/- a day,
which brings my daily rate for issue up from
2/6 per diem, to 4/- per diem, so I have to
buy a "Sam Browne" belt, & one or two other
necessaries to keep up the dignitary of the rank,
but of course, there is no necessity for me to draw the
full amount every pay day, so it can accumulate
(thats a good word isn't it?) until I want a little
extra for leave etc.
We get what is called "Half
fare railway warrants" when we go on leave, but
fares are fairly expensive for all that, as we are
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some distance from London.
The autumn is now here,
& it is quite impossible for me to adequately describe
the beauty of the local country, as every tree
has a different colour, — and such colour too, &
to see the fast running streams, with their falls
here & there, & the old waterwheels, & the old fashioned
country farm houses with their thatched
roofs, which look so very snug & cosy, & the more
that I see of the English country, the more delightful
it appears to me, & the more infatuated I get with
it, & do not mind how long I stay in it. One
cannot see too much of it, & I often & often wish
that you were all here to see for yourselves, and
then you would see how very very difficult it
is for one to describe, & more especially me.
The roads
are quite different to those in Australia, and they
wind & curve in all directions, & for one who
takes the pleasure of a motor drive, cannot but
be impressed at each blaze of beautiful scenery
that bursts in on them at every turn in the
road. For my part, I have had many and
many such drive, & I cannot get enough of
it.
Honestly speaking, 75% of the English people
I think, do not know what a charming and
delightful country that they live in, as they seem
to spend all their time "herded up" in towns &
in factories, offices, etc, & hardly ever diverge
from the usual routine of daily toil. Lots
of people here tell us that "we Australians can
tell them more about England than they know
themselves", – – and that is a fact, too.
French coin for
Rupert inside
value 2 ½d
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Well, having waxed a little poetical, it may as
well, perhaps, we wise to come back to earth, so to
speak.
Our training is somewhat hampered by the
fact of having 2 huts of men in Isolation for the
Mumps, & these men are not available for duty,
but by Xmas time, we will have of coats off
to it (metaphorically speaking).
Now, with regard
to Mabs letter, saying about Nathan, Dyson etc, & Col
Tiveys brigade being wiped out. Surely you don't
think that I am one of that sort that wants to
keep in England, whilst the other boys are getting
a rough handling. It is all the more reason
for me to get out of Blighty to lend them a
hand. I am sorry that she wrote that, but
I hope that she, or anyone else of our family,
will not write, say, or even think that of me again
A man hasn't done his share until this
war is finished, so please note, & initial etc.
We
are all more than disgusted with the coal miners
in striking, in Australia, & please let it be known
that the boys at the front, who any are going
thro' hell, for the likes of them, will have
something very solid to say to them when this
war is over, & it won't be complimentary either.
Well my dears, I will close up now,
hoping you are all well. Give my love to
all relations & all the family, & my best
wishes for Xmas & the forthcoming Year
Believe me
Your loving Son
Norman
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