Letters from John Wesley Hetherington to his Family, 1914-1915 - Part 4
allright, and barring the heavy work at first I consider we
have been well treated in being sent here instead of going into the cold
wet camp on Salisbury Plain at Home. Egypt is rather trying in the sudden changes of temperatures but if a man takes care himself and doesn't
get "for the [[nod?]]" he'll take little hurt. The greatest test is when you leave
camp in a blazing sun as we did yesterday and they have to stay out all
night. We had two or three men collapsed in the parks this morning.
They are busy weeding out the crook ones from the forces and
there seems to be a good few .Some of them are unfortunate in
being really sick, but there are others who deserve to be sent back
in dungarees as the New Zealanders did, they being considered
unfit to wear the uniforms. We had one case in my old company
a chap started from Sydney as lance/Copl. was court martialled on
the ship for insolence to an N.C.O., over a pot of beer, lost his stripe, and
did C.C. confined to cells, since coming here he has again misbehaved
himself, was among the returned ones & the latest we hear is that he
has committed suicide on the way back. He hasn't been married very
long either. There seems to have been a great deal of talk about the
way the men have been conducting themselves according to the
Australian papers & it has even appeared in the London press. Of
course one blames another here, the N.Zealanders blame us, we
blame them or the "Services" and so it goes on. The real offender,
King Booze, no one blames. I think the N.Zealanders are
better behaved than our chaps, and our Light Horse, etc, are
better behaved than the Artillery & Infantry. I shouldn't be
surprized to see them put Cairo "out of bounds" yet, in fact it
was threatened once, for some of our "nuts" pinched the General's
motor-car and took it for a joy ride. General Birdwood gave the Army
a straight-out hint as to the likely consequences of such conduct.
Some of them pinched a tram-car one night and took it as far as
they could on the road to the Camp and left it there.
The fun was on last week, everyone in the camp was broke, it was
the first time we had had a fortnightly pay, and there wasn't
enough money in the camp to buy a paper hat.
Leave passes were going a begging and I had a couple of
good outings. I lent money until I was broke myself, and
you have to be on the job early if you want your money in again.
We are on the tiptoe of expectation as to our next move, the
notification of which we have already received though everyone
is in the dark as to when & whither. Rumours fly about the
camp all day and the operations in the Dardanelles have
added to the prevailing expectancy. Anyway we shall
have to wait & see, for Kitchener has us in hand now I suppose,
and that means we shall get to know NOTHING.
The Australian Govt; are certainly looking after us in the way of
clothing, we had another issue of boots this week. This with a
pair I found makes 4 pair of boots to my credit. Also I have
three grey-back shirts, ½ doz pair of socks, 3 pr puttees, etc,
so you see we're not taking any part in the way of equipment.
Well I'll conclude now, I'm in excellent health and very
comfortable. I shall take care not to endanger my health
like some of the crowd. Should my letters come to a sudden
stop don't be surprized as we may be moved anytime.
Yours with kindest thoughts.
Wesley
[*10*]
Cairo. Sunday
March 14/1915.
Dear Folks at Home./
Here we are still kicking up dust, and old Pharoah's tomb. We
rather expected being on the move before this weekend, the 3rd Brigde.
having already departed "somewhere", a fortnight ago. We don't
worry much where they are what we want to know is - when do
we embark for the same unknown destinations. Our men are itching
to be off, they've had a skin full of Egyptian sand over & over again,
and if you were to enquire their hot pot abomination I should at
once answer Sand and STEW. We are beginning to find this country
rather dear to live in, now, a piastre used to be of a value equal to
a penny & the boys slung them about freely, but now a piastre
is 2½d and it is pretty closely weighed up too. You don't hear so
much of flash 4/- dinners at the best hotels, it often is fried eggs
& tea at the Soldier's Home now. A few money lenders would do
well in the Camp at present it waits three days to pay day and
money is scarce. I'm financially sound and am able to oblige one
or two friends besides, the only hobby I have is - newspapers. (English)
I got quite a stack of papers this week again from Fred, our postal
corporal is after his scalp to keep plenty of salt water ^in between.
I was sorry to note that Mother isn't quite herself yet, why does
one not go for a holiday. Don't forward any more money on to Joe
until I send word. I meant that allotment to be for you use & not
to be sent Home. There is a good balance lying in there now as it is so
keep what you get you'll be needing it all these times of high prices
I'm thinking. They are busy weeding out the crook over in the
different battalns and filling up with reinforcts. Reinforcts are
arriving almost every day now & they don't trouble long with a man
who plays up, they drop him & send him back to Australia. We have
had to go through another medical test so we ought to be O.K.
I have had quite an easy time of late, as I do not go on parade now,
and I'm keeping my eye open for any better jobs that may be going,
we had had one or two dirty days the last week, heat & sand
storms making life almost a burden. Then the nights put in cold
and we are now allowed two blankets only so we don't suffer from [weight?] of blankets. I get a lot of letters from [[W?]] Oliver & also the [?] [[Team?]] & the League, Joe writes often too, so I must say it has been more
like a pleasure trip so far. There are such a lot - of curios to be bought
in Cairo but we've no where to post them. I may be able to send one or
two small things. Hurray! Another mail just in and two letters from
Fred to hand dated 7/2/15 & 14/2/15 pleased to hear Mother is all
right, but I can't understand you not getting any letters from me.
I haven't missed very often & now I'm writing every week. Anyway
don't worry about me Mother I'm doing allright, stacks of clothes, four
pairs of boots, plenty of tucker, good health, what's there to worry
about? So Balmain is in the soup tureen again. 'Twas ever thus.
I shall certainly look up Cousin John & all the rest of folk if they
will only send us there. I am sending some more photos I get them
from one of the boys. The funeral shown is of an English chap who died
of pneumonia he was a Lance/Corpl in ours and a very nice chap indeed.
Myall was his name. I shall now have to close as first post has
gone. Don't send anymore money Home just yet, I read you
are still sending it, some of my letter must have gone astray.
With love to you all.
Wes/.
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2nd Battn 1st Inftry Brigade
A.I.F. Mena Camp
Cairo
March 21st 1915.
Dear Ones at Home./
Another week over & we are still gazing up at the Pyramids.
We fully expected to have been on the road - Somewhere -
before now. There are all sorts of rumours going round
first we're going tomorrow then we are going to stay
another month, etc, etc, until I've ceased to take notice of
any yarn at all & simply won't believe anything till I'm
actually on the ship again. Anyway I'm not worrying,
Egypt isn't perhaps the best country in the world to
live in but it isn't too bad and it is a picnic ground
compared to the wet trenches in Europe. I have been sent
with the 2nd Reinfcts and sick men left behind with
by the 3rd Brigade who have gone ahead - Somewhere -
There are about 300 odd of them Tasmania &cs: Australian
and I am armourer with them till they rejoin their Brigade
"overseas"- wherever that may be. I'm sure I don't know.
Of course I'm quite close to the 2nd Batt & I've plenty of
comforts, a tent to myself if I wish it. I share in with the Sergeant
Major's tent & we mess together, he is also attached temporarily
from the 2nd, and it is always better for two or three to mess together,
rather than one here & there. We live pretty well too, quaker
oats & boiled eggs for breakfast this morning, boiled leg of
mutton for breakfast another day, curry & stew for dinner,
sardines for tea & goosberry jam & toast. Ye Gods! What
heroes we are to be sure.
But the flies, ugh, they're just beginning to make themselves
felt here & they can bite. The fleas too "Chats" we call them,
are in among the blankets and you would laugh to see a
tent full of men suddenly discover themselves "Chatty" and
have to set to to wash everything. It used to be a favorite
way to get off parade & tents would arrange as to when
they would go "chatty". Parades are easier now & the plague
is not so prevalent. One of the C.O.'s lectured the men on the necessity
of keeping themselves clean, etc, so they caught a few "chats"
and put them in a matchbox afterwards smuggling them
into his blankets. His orderly told the boys all about it
the next day. It appears the C.O. had to send for his orderly
through the night to help him catch the "varmints" & his
blankets were hung out next day. Another C.O. paraded the
men who had lost their felt hats & told them they must get
hats somewhere. Well they got them somewhere, but, unfortunately,
the Colonel lost his & though he had another parade to try
& find it, it remained a mystery yet. - to the Colonel.
Outside my tent a dirty old camel is groaning because he has
to lie down, he will also growl when he has to get up. Our men
don't growl when they have to get down on the marches but you
ought to hear them imitating the camels when they get told to
get up again, it would make Kitchener himself laugh, they
are funny. We had our Battn sports yesterday, they were
supposed to be sports, they developed into a boozing match,
one officer lost a seven guinea camera, he is returning to Australia
I hear. Those who are being sent back as not wanted
are known as the "cold feet" mob, don't make heroes of
them when they do arrive in Sunny New South.
If you could see the men marching now, you wouldn't
think they were the same crowd, the training here has pulled
them together wonderfully & they are really worth seeing now.
My tent is the first at the entrance to the Camp and we
see all who pass in and out. The regiments usually go for
a march about 6am and it is fine to see them go first with
bands & pipes going & most of the men in short pants like
the Ghurkas, they don't march so smart coming back as the
sun has toasted them somewhat before then, but still they
are something like soldiers now. I was in Mena Hospital yesterday,
just as a visitor of course. There are not so many cases of pneumonia
now, mostly legs injured by kicks from horses. The men all
very well looked after and receive every care.
The [?] friend at Burwood when they write we often make
a mistake in the address, ask them to be sure to put 2nd Battln
1st INFANTRY BRIGADE on. The letters have been going to the 1st Battn.
I see you have been having Egyptian weather in Sydney only
more so. I hope Mother is regaining health again, tell
her to draw some money & go to the Mountains for a week or
10 days. I shall certainly endeavour to visit Cousin John
at Home - when we get there.
Good bye for the present, thanks for papers & letters
received.
With love to you all
Wes.
Our next trip may be the Dardanelles or -SOMEWHERE ELSE
[*12*]
Cairo March 28/15
Dear Folks at Home/
Letter writing is carried on under some difficulty to
day. We are plagued with a real darn sandstorm, there is sand
whirling round in sheets finding its way into all sorts of nooks
and crannies and more especially into your eyes, nose and mouth.
What the Sunday dinner will be like can only be imagined
and when we do come to have it we'll eat a few pecks of
Egyptian sand in between & mixed up with the courses.
We a have arranged to have a beat up of Geordies near the
Sphinx today on the suggestion of Col. Chaplain Green of the
1st Brigade. He is the Methodist Chaplin & formerly lived at
Scotswood. It is intended to arrange for a photo if possible
but the weather isn't too favourable for it. Photography is all
the go here, groups of all sort are arranged with camels & donkeys
and the photographers are reaping a rich harvest.
I got was included in a group of the officers & Non-coms of my
company last week & am sending you the photo. Glad to
hear Elsie got the cushion covers or whatever they are. I did
not include much with that lot as I heard things didn't
always reach Australa, but now that I am assured I
shall try to send something better. There are heaps of nice
things to get cheap but the trouble is packing them and
a black kit bag isn't the place to carry all sorts of furniture in.
I got Elsie's nice card this week, many thanks for same. I am
still with the Sassy and to Austa crowd, they are the reinforcts
for the 9th, 10th, 11th & 12th Battalion. Ugh! What a day it is.
There are new troops arriving here, some French some English,
and meanwhile the Old Brigade from "down under" wonder
how much longer we have to stay here. I'm not worrying
Egypt will do me till the heat increases. The picture shows do
a roaring biz round the camps, and, by the way, they keep the
men out of the canteens. These pictures are a cross between a music
hall & a cinema, and they put up some real good turns, conjurers,
singers, acrobats etc. These places keep some interest going in
the camps and there isn't such a rush to get to Cairo.
There does not appear to be any prospect of us going Home, and
I think the Australn troops arriving there must be the Motor Transfer
Section. I nearly joined them in Sydney & I wish I had now, as
they haven't near so tough a time as the Inftry have, though we
can't growl much now. In your letters you ask if you can send
me anything & really I can't think of any necessary that I am
lacking in. I could go another year with the clothes I have. What
I do wish is to hear Mother has gone for that long talked of holiday.
It would please me more than a ton of stuff you might send us.
Tell Mother I say she has to "Sushi," & "Giri" (go away, quickly)
Green's articles in the Austn press are quite reliable in their
descriptions of our daily life. The Greeks run this Country, they're
as thick as flies. I am turning lazy with good living and
feel I want some more sand thumping to take the
surplus
weight off. In the tent just now are Davison of Blyth and
the Sergeant Major (formerly of Black Watch) they are planning
how many stations & dairy farms they're going to buy up
after they return. It's a long way to Tipperary though.
I've written two long letters already this weekend and I
find any news to you seeming a bit short.
However I'm including some photos of interest this week,
one of Georgie Reid addressing us, with Sir John Maxwell
near the flag pole. Also one of the 2nd Battalion lines when we
first arrived. You'll see the men on the hillside passing down
boundry stones from hand to hand. The two pyramids are well
in the picture. In the small photos we have a green team at work,
Mena House Hospital, the authorities have tried to clear out of
this place several times, but the sick list is too heavy.
Another shows the "Gippos" grinding corn for the Army Service Corp.
They sit opposite each other & grind by turning the top stone, and
what with the noise of the stone & their weird singing they do make
a row. Another shows a native village in the desert near here, and one
with your humble, the Pioneer sergt, and Best the armourer sergt.
I will write Fred next week. Tell Wally to speak up it wasn't
me in the picture with the medicine ball.
With love to Mother & you all
Yours in great health.
Wes./
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