Make a panoramic sketch for General MacDonnel of country in front of us. Enemy using many naval guns. Explosion of shells very appalling & effective. We are opposed by Marine Infantry Regiment drawn from Ostend & Vicinity. Fresh troops & first time in trenches.
Thursday 5 October 1916
Receive telegram from Capt Wallis Intelligence Officer “come up @ once bring maps” & paraphernalia indispensable.
Arr @ Pozieres at 7 PM. Heavy bombardment going on. Wallis raving but calms on being shown the maps, sketches, etc. An hour before he was asking “Where’s Draycot? Cannot do without him”!
Wednesday 4 October 1916
Busy making maps for attack. Cannot find time to get mud off my clothes. Stay night in Albert.
Monday 3 October 1916
Enemy shelling our place vigorously, we are replying. Horrible din. I go up to observation post. Enemy shelling front line, Zollerngraben and Fabeckgraben*, etc with a murderous fire. Our guns are silent for what seems a horrible period then – Fritz knows what followed. The battlefield looks horrible, many mangled corpses are lying about. I return after getting information & on way back have to dodge many shells. One poor fellow is killed by shrapnel & covered in blood (a man of the 31st) he is buried by roadside. A shell bursts not far from us and fragments cut a piece out of a man’s head, others are wounded. Many men on verge of madness & crying thro’ shell shock.
The innocent horses are [?] but very brave. Rations are up & I root out the reluctant, hesitating men to get them in. Action must be quick as horses get nervous. Rations in, I dispatch the driver to Albert by a shorter road.
Get some warm tea at […….?] Cook house. First since we came here.
*named German trenches
Tuesday 3 October 1916 – rain
Slept? last night on floor in alley way – any port in a storm. Enemy sending a few over. Rain continues.
I collect dead men’s effects. Shrapnel shell bursts in our midst and kills one [officer?] & wounds another. Heavy bombardment in afternoon. In evening I get orders to go to Albert no room here for us my asst’ draughtsman, L/c White, is very ill and nervous, has not left the dugouts all time we have been up here.
At 10:30 PM the G.S. Wagon with 4 horses come for our outfit. Much shelling, horses very restive. Dark night much swearing. Have to go to K dump on way down lose road in dark. Stranded! 400 yards to go for dump. Much sliding and falling into shell holes. Wet thro’ & covered with mud. Get men to come but two arrive. Call out for L/c White – no answer! Search ends fruitlessly for him. Hell of bombardment on. Find truck at dump; load it & push back. At junction there are two badly wounded men on one trolley coming our way & a horse & 3 trucks coming another & we bisecting them. Wounded have preference. Loads tipped amidst great argument. Am taken for an officer in the dark and make good on the predicament by giving orders.
Difficulty over we find a way out among shell holes & arr Albert 2 am. L/c W. is there & has shell shock, is crying. Ought to have been brought up for cowardice but – human nature, etc.
*Shell Shock – A contemporary name for some soldiers’ reactions to traumatic episodes in battle. Shell shock could be defined in both physical and psychological ways but usually had to do with losing control of oneself by panicking, crying or inability to reason. Some soldiers who suffered from shell shock were put on trial for cowardice and sometimes even executed. At the time many felt that shell shock was not a medical condition, as much as weakness of character. Today shell shock is equated with modern diagnoses of Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder.
Sunday 1 October 1916
Up the line early for information. Enemy shelling hard and so are we.
At 4 PM we receive orders to move up the line in front of Pozieres. It rained hard & much mud. I act as guide to the Brigade. An awful bombardment is going on on both sides, numerous colored flares being used, much rifle fire & bombs being used also.
Arrive at a fork road close to a battery when we come to a dead stop as the road was full of shell holes. Night dark. Location of Cemetery (our Hdqrs) difficult. We unload the wagon on to a railway (trench tramway) much sliding and cursing and shouting. I had to shout orders out in order to be heard, a horrible din. L/c White, my ass’t. draughtsman is frightfully nervous. Have to use stern measures with him.
On our way to HQRS we encounter soldier on a truck (tramway) with leg blown off. Our truck was full & I gave orders to unload in order to let him pass. They did not know of a dressing Stn, so I referred them to the one @ the Cemetery. He was attended to.
Our Sergt Major is drunk & a nuisance. Everything is left to me to manage. Arr @ HDQR a deep dugout about 20 feet. Will only hold 8 men. We are all wet thro’ & covered in slimy mud. This is war. A man is brought in on a stretcher by a party, they want him to see a doctor. L/c comes, says – “just lay him over there.” He’s dead! Many wounded coming in.
Saturday 30 September 1916
Many shells come over into Albert. I go up line for information.
Friday 29 September 1916
Rain. Busy on maps. Enemy shell the town. Few casualties.
Thursday 28 September 1916 – rain
Leave Vadencourt at 6:30 am for Albert. Ride on Motor Lorry alone from Warloy & go by way of Senlis, Englebemmer, Martinsart-Avelay. Arr Albert 9 am.
Brigade allotment of Billets are full up with men of the 2nd Can. Div. just out from trenches. Interesting yarns.
Wednesday 27 September 1916
Leave Bonneville @ 7:30 am in Motor Lorry for Vadencourt. Pass through Canaples, Havernas, Flasselles, Villers-Bacage, Rubempre. Heavy bombardment on front. Canadians advancing rapidly. Thiepval captured by us.
Make maps of front line. Go to Warloy & get information from 3rd Div Hdqrs. Very busy. No definite knowledge of line the troops hold. Tis’ shelled out of recognition.
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