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William Reginald Harold Brown (M.C.)

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Transcription: Towards the end of September I left Oxford for Southampton and crossed to havre the next day. I shall not forget this crossing. The weather was extremely rough, and I was on board an American river-boat which was very high out of the water and kept up an iminous roll, giving everyone the idea that we must capsize. There was suddenly a tremendous report, and many stampeded, thinking we had been torpedoed. However, it was nothing more than a big wave which had struck us broadside on. i was very glad when we reached Havre and had something firmer to step on. Here we were very uncomfortable, as there was no accommodation for us. We found some empty tents, into which we bundled, and were obliged to buy our food at an American pfficers' Clubm which charged top prices. We spent a few days looking round Havre, and then took train to Rouen. We explored the toen in our leisure time, but I was soon posted tot he 11th Battalion of the Somerset L.I., and entrained, in charge of about 50 men, for some unknown destination. i saw my men in the train at Rouen, but subsequently lost sight of them. I presume they reached their destination. At any rate, I heard no more of them.   There were only two officers for the 11th Somersets, myself and one young fellow, this being his first time out. We travelled all night, and at about 5 p.m. next day reached the rainhead at La Gorgue, a ruined village in a desolate district, near Levante, the centre of much activity by the 2/4th Oxfords in their rarlier days. We were held up at La Gorgue for over a week, being unable to find the location of the Somersets, as they were moving forward. While here my officer friend and I billeted in a partly-demolished house, together with about tenty officers, all waiting for news of their battalions. This inaction bored me stiff, as there was nowhere to go and only ruins to be seen. I had to walk over three miles for a packet of smokes, and was then not sure of getting any.   At last we heard of our Division

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William Reginald Harold Brown (M.C.)

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Transcription: however, reported as absentees, and our names were sent to the guard-room. This was a fine state of things! But we wxplained the reason for our absence to our Platoon Commander, and he soon put the matter right.   Six of us who had been great friends throughout the course held a farewell dinner amongst ourselves, and returned to camp after hours, without leave. Unfortunately, the Adjtant, in tennis flannels, entered the Park at the same time as we did, and sent us all to the guard-room. Next morning our Comapny Commander severely reprimanded us and threatened to return us all to our battalions. The Colonel, however, before whom such a case must be tried, had referred to our conduct-sheets and, having found them all beyond approach, instructed our Comapny Commander to dismiss us. I began to think I should be lucky if I got my commission; but as the War Office examination came off two days later, I managed to keep clear. I passed the test in June, and was duly gazetted a Second Lieutenant. Then followed a further monyh's leave. On my way home I stayed in Dublin for a week-end, and saw the damage done in the 1916 Rebellion, in which Sackville Street suffered severely. CHAPTER NINETEEN   At the end of July, 1918, I joined my new Regiment, the 34d Nattalion SOmerset L.I., at Palace Barrack, Holywood, near Belfast. I was instructed to travel via Liverpool, but on arrival at the Docks I learned that the Irish boat had gone and there would not be another for two days. As I could not afford this delay, I hurried back to the station, caught a train to Fleetwood, and was lucly enough to find a boat was leaving for Belfast in a few hours. I therefore went aboard, booked a cabin, and, after an hour on deck for a pleasant soke, turned in and slept till seven o'clock next morning. I then took train for the few miles to Holywood, and reached Barracks about eleven o'clock. Here I was sent to duty in less than an hour, before being shown my quarters.   At Holywood I met Sec.-Lieut. Jenkins, who became my best officer friend. He was drafted to France soon after my arrival, however, and I lost touch with  him for the time being. I had a revolver course, a Lewis-gun course, etc., with the Battalion, and a pleasant four-days' anti-gas course at the Area School at Clandeboye. While on this course I stayed at the Imperial Hotel, in Banglor, a small seaside resort at the end of belfast Lough. At the tnd of my course I obtained leave of absence for 48 hyours, and greatly enjoyed myself with three other officers. Twice during my stay in Belfast I was sent to Ballykinlar with a party of recruits for field firing, and on my second trip I crossed Dundrum Bay and ran over to Newdcastle - a tiny town at the foot o the Mourne Mountains - and had the good fortune to climb to the top of Slieve Donard, about 2,900 feet high. This peak rises practically from the water's edge and commands a most magnificent view. I much enjoyed this trip, as it was my first experience on a mountain. This was on a Saturday. On the following day I received a telegram ordering my return to Holywood by the first train on monday, as I was to proceed overseas. On monday evening I left Belfast and trturned to oxford, via Larne and Stranraer, for my final leave.

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Transcription: filthy, and a peculoar smell hung about. A dirty ond woman was sitting in the corner by the fireplace, placidly blowing the fire. She appeared to belong to another world, and took not the slihtest notice of us. A tiny baby was lying in a sugar-box, and poultry appeared to have the entire run of the place, coming and going as they pleased. On our forks were distinct signs of a former meal. But we could not well retract, so we made strenuous efforts to appear at our ease and ate as much of the unappetising mwss as we could manage, paid our bill, and hurriedly took our departure. We had not gone many yards, however, before one of my friends was violently sick, having been upset either by the smell fo the place or by fancy. It was our first and last experience of a rural Irish tea! My friend did not properly recover until the next day, and vowed that the very sight of bacon and eggs would kill him!   As the warm weather advanced we made a bathing-place in a stream running through the Parl, and derived much pleasure from this during the early part of the summer, generally having a dip before breakfast and several on Sundays.   There was much "ragging" between the companies in Moore Park. One night we threw a smoke bomb into a hut in B Company's lines which prevented the occupants from entering for a couple of hours. In return they rained us, and, as we had barricaded our doors and closed our windows, they threw a fire bucket full of water clean through one of our windows, drenching the nearest bed.   On another occasion B Comapny captured one of our men (I was in A Company) and carried him off in his pyjamas in order to "duck" him in the washhouse. We collected brooms, mops, etc., and rescued him, but not before many bruises has been given and received.   One cadet in my hut was most unpopular. One night he had a late pass, and while was away we tied his bed to the beams just under the roof. He was so disgusted that he spet on the floor in another hut. Next day was "inspection" day, and this cadet said he would leave his bed hanging for the officer to see. zthis he did, but the Comapny Commander failed to notice it, and the bed was eventually cut down by the victim and a sympathettic friend.   Another unpopular cadet was more severely treated. he was carried to the washhouse in his night attire, and, with legs tied, was laid on a bench and had two taps turned on him. He was then left to "rescue" himself as well as he could.   I was once responsible for 18 beds out of the 21 in my hut going "up" one night. A certain "lumpy" cadet occupoed a bed next to mine, and during the day I fixed a rope, passed the loose end over the top of the bed, and gave a sudden heave. The occupant was flung a yard or two into the middle of the hut, and we nipped back into bed without being noticed. Our victim at once thought a friend of his at the other end of innocent one out. Then another bed went over, and another, until pandemonium reigned supreme and only three beds remained intact. We were a couple of days sorting out our "property/" Dozens of similar incidents took place, giving a touch of spice to our existence and helping to keep the place alive.    At the end of the course each platoon held a dinner. Ours was held at the Imperial Hotel, Kilworth Camp, some three miles away. I will not deny it - these affairs were usually coupled with heavy drinking on the part of a large number. We therefore arranged for taxi-cabs to carry our men back to camp and also had some men from another platoon in camp whose duty it was to put our helpless cases into their huts. At the close of the evening many hats, sticks, etc. were left behind, and a friend and I, by general consent, decided to remain until morning and collect the articles. We were,

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Transcription: I must admit i was not sorry to leave the misery of the Somme behind me and to feel myself "safe between the sheets" once more. Here I was quite happy for over two months. On Christmas Day I was presented with a book by the King, who shook each patient by the hand. Afterwards a number of well-known artistes, including Lady Tree and George Robey, gave concerts in each ward, and we had a grand time. On leaving King Heorge's Hospital I spent a few weeks in Kingston-on-Thames Workhouse, temporarily converted into a convalescent home, and was subsequently granted ten days' sick leave, raching home in February, 1917.   I was then ordered to re-join my Reserve Battalion at Catterick, near Richmond, Yorkshire. Here I found Harry Tallett, who was engaged as orderly-room clerk in my Comapny Office. We spent many happy days together and explored the neighbourhood in our leisure time. We were much attracted by the beauties of the River Swale and Richmond Castle, from the top of which a magnificent view - reputed to include York Minster - is obtained. In a month I was classified A 1, and was put on draft again. However, this time fortune favoured me, and instead of returning to France, I was, for some unknown reason, struck off the draft and sent to the Signal Section for a twelve-weeks' course. Thus was mst enjoyable, consisting og lectures, flag-drill, telephone work, station work and cable-laying. We had many trips over the Yorkshire Moors, setting up stations about a mile apart, and trying - sometimes succeeding - to get messages through. At the end of the course I passed the test, and was now able to add a pair of cloth flags to the bomb on my sleeve! I was becoming more ornamental than useful!   Thus course altered my whole career as a soldier. Mr. Stevenson, our singalling officer, spoke to me about applying for a commission, and eventually I decided to do so. My Comapny Commander (Captain Wood) recommended me, as did my Battalion Commander. I then interviewed the Brigadier-General, and having satisfied him, my application went to the War Office, and I was soon afterwards accepted for training as a cadet. I then had a month's leave pending being posted to a cadet battalion. After my leave I re-koined my Battalion and was attacjed to the Regimental School under Captain Wood. In this wat six weeks passed, and no news came as to my future.   In the meantime we had left Yorjshire, and were now in camp at Seaton Sluice, a picturesque, old-world village on the coast of Northurmberland, some ten miles north of Newcastle. It was summer, and I was quite happy. I was now with my Company, spending most of my time as one of the N.C.O.'s in charge og the sentry-posts on the sea-front. This was enjoyable, and we were quite free from interference during the 24 hours of duty. We did our own cooking, using coal washed up from the sea for fuel.   The War Office having apparently forgotten me, I was taken on the staff of Battalion H.Q. telephonists and spent several months on this duty. While at Seaton Sluice I played the piano for our Church Parade services on Sundays and did much reading during my leisure time. Harry Tallett and I also continues our excursions round Blyth and Whitley Bay, although he was now transferred to a Labour Company and was stationed at Blyth.   At last, in February, 1918, I severed my connection with the Oxfords for good. I was posted at No. 7 officer Cadet Battalion, at Moore Park, Kilworth, Fermoy, co. Cork, Ireland. I had hoped to koin one of the Cadet Battalions in Oxford, but such was not to be.

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Description: Este un volum de jurnal din cele trei deţinute de Biblioteca Judeţeană Octavian Goga Cluj. || Dumitru Nistor, ţăran din satul Năsăud s-a născut în 1893. Visând din copilărie să călătorească şi să vadă ţări străine, în 1912, când vine vremea “număraşului” (recrutării) el cere să fie primit nu în miliţia ardeleană, unde erau recrutaţi de obicei românii, ci în marina austro-ungară. Terminând şcoala de marină, după o călătorie la Viena, este îmbarcat ca Geschützvormeister (“primul îndreptător de tun”) pe vasul SMS Kaiserin Elisabeth, cu destinaţia Asia. Prins de război în Marea Chinei, crucişătorul Kaiserin Elisabeth participă la câteva bătălii navale, pentru ca în 2 noiembrie 1914 să se hotărască scufundarea lui. Echipajul pierde şi lupta terestră, este luat prizonier de japonezi şi transportat în arhipelagul nipon. Timp de zece luni, ţăranul-marinar din Năsăud va fi prizonier într-o mănăstirea buddhistă din Himeji, iar apoi mutat într-un lagăr, construit special pentru prizonierii germani şi austrieci, la Aonogahara, nu departe de Kobe, unde va rămâne până la sfârşitul anului 1919.

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