Charles E W Bean, Diaries, AWM38 3DRL 606/56/1 - August 1916 - Part 2
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black high explosive shrapnel
(or rather grey - like the grey
of a Persian kitten) some 4.2 or
5.9 shell percussion shell &
some field gun shell - all mixed,
about 15 shell a minute I
dare say but it seemed like
30 - out the ^part o / K trench along
which we shd have in 3
minutes to pass. We went
along dodging from crater
to crater until the craters
were getting very small
& some of the shells were
bursting behind us -
Dick got a bit ahead but I
picked him up around a
bend o / trench waiting.
"What do you think Beano?"
he said.
"I think its too hot to go
on. How about choosing a
decent bit of trench & waiting?"
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We got into a good angle -
tho' shallow - but some o /
bursts were falling well behind
us. "I vote we get back & go
round Centre way" - I sd.
"I think we'd miss it there."
So we jumped up & ran
along tt trench like rabbits
in & out of craters. When
one shell ^was coming XXXXXXXXXXXXX I took a dive for axxxxxxxxx crater - tripped
& fell headlong into it &
next instant there some
one crashed in on top
of me - it was Dick doing
a similar dive. Within
a minute we were in a bettercover positn well away
from it. I noticed an artillery
officer & some pioneers
8 13crouching bending down in a sap
waiting - they had told us
K trench was alright but
I noticed they didnt come
out into it themselves.
We took a breather &
then went round by /
tramway trench to the
Centreway.
In Tramway trench
was a dressing station -
12th Bn. The As we
got to it two lots of
men were clambering
up on the bank to joinsome of two other groups
who were standing there in
the open up against the
sky.
They were stretcher bearers.
They were just setting out
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to carry their stretchers slowlythrough the sta along a
path which would almost
certainly lead in about
straight through that barrage!X I heard someone
somewhere - in the trench
I think - say "It's bloody
murder!"
Well - it was a
days lesson to me in
stretcher bearing, that day,
We went our
long detour & then back
along Centre Way. The
barrage was still on &
Centre Way seemed to
head straight for it.
"I begin to doubt if I
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was right about ^this getting
round it," I sd to Dick.
But it did. The trench
was very open - blown open
& tumbled in - but the pioneers
were improving it. It led past
the ^Church & very close to that
barrage - 20 yards
away from it in some parts.
But / German is so consistent
& so accurate that altho'
shells burst up to within
20 yds to the right of us - in
/ direction of K trench - none
burst overhead. I may We
came in past under / shoulder
of tt barrage as if it had
bn a solid thing. About
20 men were filing along our
trench & there were Pioneers working.
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on deepening it. Some of them had
stopped work in certain parts &
were keeping low - I suppose
fragments had bn flying; but I
saw no man touched. although
I cut my nose w my XX pince-nez
in ducking onto a telephone
wire from a near burst. That
was the only blood I saw spilt.
I always feel surprised
when I get alive out of Pozieres -
I dont pretend to be brave. I
want very much to write the
history of this war & its seemsto me that every time one gets
into those hot corners I wonder
if I am not really doing the
wrong thing. However, I
had resolved to understand
/ country out on that left.
Going back this morning in
/ car w Dick past the
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ruins of La Boiselle I resolved
-I will go to Pozieres once
more, with the official
photographer, to get the
pictures the Australian records
seem to need. And that will
finish the job.
That day - on my
reaching the camp in the wood -
Bazley told me that Jack
was at Warloy - a few miles
from Contay. I thought my
heart sank with a thump -
not back to the front again
-there had been casualities
amongst medicos - had they
posted him to a battalion? (I
know he wanted the 3rd Bn)But When it turned out he was
at the special cases hospital
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(for abdominal & chest wounds)
I breathed ^freely again. I
got the X 7th Field Amb. (now
in the Chateau) to let me
sit on the front seat of one
of their ambulances &
we went to Warloy with
a load of poor damaged
chaps - some, at least, had
seen all the war they
wanted to. A French porter
begged a ride part of the
way - he was in blue
grey uniform like all their
workers & made a trip
for some purpose twice a
day from Albert to Contalmaison.
"Our people are very
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tired - very tired of the war",
he sd. "The soldiers want
it to end." (He obviously quite frankly
was speaking his own feelings
too) "The Germans are
harder", he said (a
word that meant seemed to mean "tougher"
too). "They are more 'brute'
than we." It ws curious
to listen to a Frenchman
admitting this without the
least diffidence - The Germans
say the same of the French.
The prisoners tell me they
find the British "Zieher" -
tougher.
Stayed the night at
Warloy with old J. Blaarranged the next.
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Wednesday August 23rd.
Wrote my diary at
Jock's all the morning.
Lunched with White
who sent his car for
me; & later rode drove with
him to 2nd D.H.Q.
He ws anxious to
find out the "make"
of the land on the
ridge behind Thiepval.
Were we on the crest
yet? Which was the
commanding feature?
In this war of trenches
(tho it is beyond tt now)
-of shelters & holes in /
Earth - it is a little
difficult to realise the
lie of the land - where
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