Letters from Geoffrey Gordon McCrae to his family, July - September 1915 - Part 1










2.7.15.
Gallopoli Peninsular
2nd July 1915
Dearest Mother Father & Helen
I have sketched on the back my
impression of the landing of the famous
25th April, as I thought it would be of interest
to you. Things have been fairly quiet lately.
Yesterday I had a rather nasty experience
I was observing from one of our advanced
posts and using a periscope one of their
snipers smashed it to pieces with a
bullet my eyes were filled with dirt
and powdered glass and my face chipped
with splintered glass. It gave me rather
a shock. I got my eyes cleaned out by
our doctor and my face powdered with
boracic. My eyes are beginning to get
right now but they felt awful all
day yesterday. We have not had any
mail lately so I cannot do much off
my ow bat as censorship is of a necessity
strict. Someday I hope to be able to tell
you freely all things which I am now
experiencing. I am in splendid health
notwithstanding. I get awfully fatigued
scrambling over these precipitous hills in
the heat. Please God this trying time will
soon be over. I am beginning to feel the
continuous strain, as regards nerves. The
least little argument gets me horribly
irritable and moppy I try to keep a hold
on myself but often my frayed nerves
give rent to anger. I hope you people
are all well and happy also Maude to
whom give my love. Wishing you everything that
is good & pleasing.
I am
Your loving Son & brother
Geoff.
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IN THE TRENCHES
7.7.1915
Dearest Mother Father & Helen
I find my new job rather
strenuous but of absorbing interest
for the first forty eight hours I was
here I had but two hours sleep
I engaged on intelligence work for
the General Staff and find my
ability to sketch very useful. I
often work with Jess. For the
last two days they have been
pouring high explosive into
us from their six inch howitzers
they are very powerful and rather
terrifying when they come in at
the rate of 100 in about three
hours but you have to treat
the situation philisophically and
and pray to God the next one is
not going to get you. I am in
excellent health and much happier
now I am always got plenty
to do. I have just received some
letters from you which have
been doing the rounds of
the hospitals looking for me
I think we will be the most
easily pleased individuals
extant (those of us who are
lucky enough to get out of this
show alive) We sleep in dusty
blankets in holes we wash when
we can and our menu is awfully
primitive nearly always bacon
bread & strawberry jam breakfast
dinner & tea I havent had my
boots or clothes off for a week so
you can imagine how we will
revel in the feel of clean linen
and the luxury of a bath. I
have no time to write more thank
you all for your letters also Dorothy
Much love to all
From
Geoff
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4/13
Dearest Mother Father & Helen
Brother Turk has got
me again and I am lying
in the same bed in 1st Aust.
Stationary Hospital as I occupied
a month ago. I dont think
you would recognise your own
son if you were to see him ∧ my face
two days ago it was an absolutely
featureless swollen mass with
two slits where my blackened
eyes struggled hard for sight
there is not a square inch of
whole skin on my face and
now that the swelling has
commenced to go down the
Doctors say I look exactly as
if I have got supporating
smallpox. I am not allowed
out as ted Bryant feels I may
get Erysipelas. They say I
will get on alright. How I
got in this condition is as
follows on Monday we were
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ordered to make a vigorous demonstration
to attract the enemys attention. We succeeded
at any rate in drawing his artillery
fire our guns seemed powerless to cope
with it whether their silence was intentional
or not I know not at any rate we
suffered a two hours solid bombardment
from nearly every Turkish gun with
High explosive shells our trenches were
terribly battered We had to place our
men in tunnels whilst a few of us
remained out in that awful storm
of splintering steel. I admit I was
terrified but there was nothing for it
but to stick it. Shells were continually
screeching round me others striking very
close showering us with dirt and
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suffocating us with fumes
6 in Howitzer shells fell
shaking the earth and
filling the air with
[[scattering?]] fragments and
inky black smoke.
suddenly there was a
blinding flash and sharp
pain and felt myself reel
and fall into the bottom
of the trench in an
avalanche of earth. The
signaller who I had with
me dropped me into a
tunnel and washed my
bloody face with his handkerchief
and water bottle
I rested there until a lull
came in the shell fire where
I made my way to the
dressing station I had a
look at my observation
post and found that
a shell had burst in
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parapet and blown the contents of the
sandbags into my face luckily
the fragments of the shell missed me
The doctor sent me down to the beach
and I was immediately sent on board
a fleet sweeper The Turks seemed
annoyed at my getting off so lightly
and proceeded to shell the sweeper
until she sailed for here. Well it
is an advantage to hold Field Rank
when you are wounded. The skipper
invited me into his cabin and I had
a lovely lunch and afternoon tea.
The "Acquitania" is here never was
there such a mamoth ship. Col Bryant
welcomed me with open arms he
comes to see me two or three times
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day and is most affectionate and tells
all the patients how he loves me so
you can rest assured that I am receiving
the very best of attention ever as a
father would give to his son. Helen
I thank you very much for the tooth
cleaning gear which has successfully
run the gauntlet of the Post Office sharks
who have swallowed up the rest of
my presents. I have used it to my great
comfort I also thank you for your
news of Maude and other kind words
you have spoken of me. Somehow or
other I have not heard from mother
lately. If you want to get an idea
of the fighting I have been actually
taking part in lately read more writing
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in the [["Green Curve?"]]. We have been
lucky in that our Elections have not
[[?]] us though on one occasion
we had defective [[ammunition?]].
I don't think I have anything more
of interest to add so will bid you
farewell.
Much love to all
From
Geoff
1st Australian Stationary Hospital
14th July 1915
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