Diary of Trooper Ion Llewellyn Idriess-1916-Part 1










On outpost as
last night. 14th
sapping again this
ing, from 4 to 6. Star
to items is a quarter to
now, so that a man gets
very, very little sleep. It
is very hot. The flies
are simply awful, and
they remind me of Lone
Pine....11.30 [?] A hot wind
is blowing under our a blanket
as Shelters which scorches
all the life out of us. 1 p.m.
We have just had dinner. A
lump of greasy bacon fat,
dry bread and an insufficient
allowance of tea. We are
only allowed one water
bottle of water in 24 hours
now and are all parched
with thirst. And yet the
military authorities have
thousands of camels our
own transport is here
and a railway line only
three miles away. W.R are
on night duty practically
every second night, stand at
arms at 3 a.m every morning,
stable work and fatigues
through the day and how we
are to last on the food and
sleep allowance that is given
us has got me thinking. 15th
The old doctor has cut the bacon
off the menu list. We believe we
are going to have rice instead.
Hoo-Bloomin'-Hurrah! This
damned water question is serious
We have all had a go at the well
water but as it is brackish
diarrhea and do worse might
be expected to run through the
camp from drinking it. But in
this weather men I must have
something to drink. 1 p.m. Fearfully
hot day. The suns heat
seems to be soaking through
a furnace. The horses are
drooping. We have just
had dinner. A tin of accursed
Salty bully beef and dry
bread. A short allowance
of tea and our water-
bottles are empty. And
English police system
in France. We said
that Australians would
not stand much of this
unjust military police
nonsense but he
said that there were
more military police
in France what there
were Australians.
He must be totally
wrong there, or else
England has got no
soldiers in France,
only policemen. He
said if a soldier kicks
up a row, the police
grab him a taxi is
immediately alongside
and away he goes,
"and is tried by
English generals not
your own Australian
generals", our police-
man genially informed
us. We are beginning
to be doubtful what
yet we are but three miles
from a military railway
line along which there
are thousands of camels with
their native drivers, and
hill 70 only six miles away
up to which there is a water
main connected from
Cantara, and at Cantara
there is a great British
camp, on the canal itself.
And every day down the
canal past the great
camp go big supply
ships. And yet there is
this tiny desert outpost
so few miles away in the
desert blazing sun, thirsty
and hungry. God help
the army if our military
authorities take us far out
into the desert after the
Turks. And take pity on
the wounded men who
would scorch to death on
a day like this. 16th 7a.m
We have been on patrol to
373 Long before sunrise.
we came here for.
France must be a
training ground for
policemen, not a
battle ground. 24th
11.30. Last night
after dinner we went
to the Kursall. Now it
was nine o'clock and
Stan and Bert thought
surely it wouldn't
matter to go to the Kursall
without tunics. Stan
even put a khaki tie
on. We want downstairs,
and ran fair
into a sergeant of
police with a squad
of policemen. We
were immediately
ordered to go back
into the hotel, stay
there, or else put
our tunics on or
else go to the guard
room. Now we
ought to have
knocked that
from the east came a suffocating
wind. It was like riding
into the ope towards the
open doors of a furnace.
A squadron of our fellows
went out last night, with
one water bottle each, and
will be away all day. Poor
devils. 9 a.m Not a drop of
water to drink in camp. We are
going away and drinking from
the horses well. The water
is forbidden and brackish
but a man must drink
something. 1 p.m. In all
the places I've travelled
I've never met such a
hellish wind as this. It
blows through the oasis,
through our blanket
shelters and scorches
our naked bodies with
a breath of fire. If a
man has to walk from
the feeble shelter of the
palms, he shuts his eyes to
close out the burning
wind, and with the
fellows head clean
off, and we would
have, if we had been
strong enough. But
the English think it
necessary to fill the
quiet streets of Port
Said with military
police curse the
English military police
"We went to the Kursall
and were greatly surprised,
expecting the having
been told that it was
Port Saids best music
hall. The place is merely
a brothal. There were
two parties of English and
Scotch officers there fooling
with the dancing girls.
Two of the men had
crowns of on their shoulder,
and should have better
sense. Officers of the Great
English army can play
with prostitutes in a
public place but an
ordinary, low private
wind to the smell of rotting
camels, 3.30 p.m. B. Squadron
has just come in with a
few Bedouins and 30 camels
The squadron was lucky. Only
one man collapsed with the
heat. They found the place
we could not "find" " 5 p.m.
The Quartermaster has just issued
out some canteen stuff. Our
share is 2 tins fruit, 1 tin
sausages, 1 tin syrup, 1 packet
biscuits. The lot cost the
four of us 34 piastres. What
a gorgeous blow out we
will have and then
more starvation. But what
a feed we will have to-night.
16th Some of B Squadron
are very ill after yesterday
They had a terrible trip. "" I
was damn wild yesterday
morning though thats nothing
out of the ordinary. Bert, Morry
and I were around the long
Quartermasters but, where the
men were emptying the water
tins into the tanks. We were
cannot walk about
without his tunic, 25th
yesterday morning we went
surf bathing, and a
drive around town in
the afternoon a look
over HMS. Jupiter and a
sail down the Canal
thus ending a delightful
little holiday. Then the
third class trip in the
train the long dreary
night ride, and now
a weidar to night on
night duty and the
cursed desert again.
27 June. Sergeant Edgington
came up to Stan last
night and told him
that he was up before
Orderly Room in the
morning, as the Port
Said Military Police
had crimed him
for being improperly
dressed in Port Said
It was a shock to us.
Our Colonel finally
tipping up the empty water tins
and trying to get a drop out of
them to fill a water bottle. The
Q.M. was sitting on a case of
bottled beer, and winking across
to an officer. As soon as they
had drawn the cork and
filled their glasses I ran quickly
across to an empty ^a full water tin,
turned the tap, and got a
quart pot of water out of it.
Sorry then took the quart
pot and went over but
the Deathadder must have
been watching, for immediately
Morry turned the tap he
jumped from his tent and
grabbed Morry, roaring the
while, swearing that he would
have no water for himself and
ended up by carrying the
case ^water tin into his own tent where
he sat down and drank
his bottled beer in peace.
......We were issued with two
barrels of beer yesterday which
ran out to a quart half pint
a man, at two piastres, 5.00
dismissed the case. The
cursed police have got
a set on us Australians
and are criming them on
most trivial things, one
of our fellows was
crimed for having a
button on his tunic pocket.
The cursed swine are
putting in lying charges
against us now. 28 June
We had a great little
bit of excitement this morning,
the first we've had since the
first day we came here. Short
half past eight this morning
a few of us spotted an air
craft, very high. Then the
sun shone on here, she was
very white. From lip to lip
flew Taube-Taube. Then
tut tut tut, tut tut tut tut tut
tut tut, one of the 12th L.H.
machine guns opened fire.
The whole camp sprang to
their feet gazing up through
the palms into the clear
blue sky, from where the
the great majority of us wish
that the camel was employed
carrying us two cases of jam
instead of two barrels of beer.
" " A mate of mine had a
narrow escape last night
He was on guard on the water
tanks, which are against the
Quartermasters tent. In the Q.Ms
tent is a case of whisky sunk
into the sand. My mate crawled
just inside the tent, and very
very slowly lifted the lid of
the box. The bottles were
wrapped in a bag, which was
very carefully undone and
almost drawn from the bottles.
But at the last moment the
bag caught and two bottles
came together with a clash.
My mate made a run for
it grabbed his rifle and
stood on guard over the
water tanks The long
Quarter master jumped
from his bunk and rushed
over to my mate in a tiny
short shirt which reached
peculiar droning noise
came to the white taube
sailed serenely high over
the camp. Tut tut, rrr-rrr, tut
tut tut tut tut , but the taube
was very high, flying
fast though she seemed
to be just skimming the
air as she disappeared we
towards Cantara. Then the
camp slowly resumed its
normal life. The half an
o hour afterwards field
glasses were suddenly
oper pointed skywards,
little groups of officers and
men stood in little
groups on the edge of the
palms, all looking sky-
wards. Then suddenly our
old Colonel shouted "File
out" and blew the quick
whistles of the Alarm.
Immediately the camp sprang
to active life. Each man
rushed to his horse. From
behind every palm, out
into the open desert
only to his belly. (The We
common soldiers get field punishment
if we sleep without our full
equipment on) "What were you
doing in my tent" yelled
the Q.M. "What?" asked my
astonished mate. "What were
you doing in my tent" yelled
the Quartermaster. "Go away,
man! You're drunk"
replied my mate. The Q.M
nearly went mad. He woke
up the corporal of the guard
and accused my mate of
stealing into his tent. I've
been watching the man for
the last half hour" he added.
"Garn", I've only been here
ten minutes" gaily replied
my mate. "The reliefs
have only just been
changed". At last the
Quartermaster went away
very angry. My mate is
satisfied that he has had
a very narrow and lucky
escape. " The Quarter
masters and their satellites
ran men and horses.
Most with bridles on, a
good many only with
head ropes, then on to them
bareback, a quick gallop
out into the desert, spreading
out like a spiders web
with the oasis the centre.
The taube was a long
way off, on her way back
a good sized white
bird, that droned through
the air straight for the
redoubts. Then tut tut tut
tut tut tut tut tut tut tut
from the furthest
redoubt and the
taube loomed suddenly
large. And suddenly
I realised that the
taube I was standing
against the wireless
post of the big redoubt
and immediately I thought
the taube would surely
bomb the wireless and
redoubt and looking
quickly up, there she
all had cocoa and coffee
this morning. Trust them not
to live on the fat of the
land, I don't think, " " Camels
and waggons are arriving
with loads of barbed wire
and sticks. And yet they
won't let them carry water
for us to drink. In the 12th
L. Horse has arrived. 12 a.m.
I just had occasion to go
out in the sun for five
minutes. As soon as I was on
the open deserts, the burning
wind struck me, and I
actually had to shield my
face with my hands. And
I have laughed at the
hottest Australian sun
for years. It is the sun
being reflected by the
sands and the hot wind
passing over it that makes
the burning wind. The
leather in our boots is
actually shrinking. Last
night on horse piquet
it was breathlessly hot
was immediately over-
head. I loosened the
halter away sprang the
neddy, and the lot of
us went like pure
hell. Tut tut tut tut tut
tut rrr rrr rrr rrr tut tut
tut tut tut tut, all the
machine guns of the
redoubts stuttered out the
men in the redoubts
started rifle fire that
straight away sprang
into a heavy volume of
sound. It was great.
Just like old times.
We expected to see her
bombs drop every second
but she circled over
the redoubts and then
came doubling over
the oasis. Then high
up behind us came a
heavy buzzing and
coming at a great
rate was one of
our own taubes planes.
The taube headed
18th. The evening before yesterday
sixteen of us and sergeant
were detailed to act as covering
and guard parties for the Royal
Scotch Fusiliers as they marched
away. They were the men who
reinforced their comrades from Hill
70 when they were attacked at
Dinedar. As the Tommies
marched past the oasis our
fellows gave them some rousing
cheers. The Tommies did
not quite understand at first
then they were very pleased
and answered back heartily.
I was in charge of the rear-
guard going along, and as
the Tommies march along
right ahead, though what
a great put away a lighted
match would be to a
marching column. There was
not any real danger, though
it was quite possible. As
the men lit their pipes the
blaze could be seen far
away down the column.
Then the moon came
straight for Romani
and El Arish. Our
plane was evidently
gaining. The machine
gun and rifle fire
ceased and soon
there was nothing to be
seen but our own
fast disappearing
machine and nothing
to hear but a dull
distant buzz. " " 12am.
Word has come through
that our machine caught
up to and engaged the
taube at Romani. 2nd
Planes are continually
coming now. When a taube
approaches us, Romani or
Quatia, the telephone immediately
sounds in Kantara and
straight away some of our
own planes rush out,
and at a terrific rate,
come after the raiding
air craft. " " Our old
doctor is a real good
sort. I had a quiet talk
out, and I thought how
deadly still the desert was at
night. Then from the main body
would come the distant laughter
and talk of men whose hearts
were very glad to be leaving
the desert, again, if only for a
few months. Then on again,
again the stillness, and I
would look for the shadowy
figures of the rearguard
horsemen to move again.
At Hill 70 our job with
the Tommies was finished.
We were to escort back a
camel tain train in the early
morning. The sergeant went
to all the head officers of the
Hill, but not one of them
knew anything about the
camels. Our sergeant at last
decided to push on to Hill
40, as he must find the
camels somehow. From hill
70 they have made a hard
metalled road, and the
horses did not seem to
understand it after the desert

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