A young New Zealand soldier serving overseas writes to his family.
The action is close at hand with heavy shelling and night bombing.
Letter 45
France
29-5-17
Dear Everybody,
There is nothing to write about this time. That is because there are such
persons called censors. Otherwise I could fill several pages.
We are due for another NZ letter for it is a fortnight since the last mail.
I have seen Rungi Jervis again. He is billeted not far from us at present.
I had him up to dinner the other night. We had a good feed on - meat,
spuds, onions, also rhubarb & blanc mange. So you see, with our mess fund,
we live fairly well. He is in the scouts & when his brigade is in the line
he roams about No Man's Land every night & tries to pick up information.
It is pretty exciting at times as you can imagine well enough.
There is a XXXXXXXX gun not far from us & nearly every evening we watch it.
We can follow the shell till it disappears in the distance. The lightest
shell of this gun weighs 750 lbs.
At present I am a line man but don't know too much about it yet.
Finish news. Am perfectly well
With best love to you all.
Alister
(XXXXXXXX - censor's cut)
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Alister Robison
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Letter 46
Cable
Date sent uncertain but may have been 5 June 1917.
However it was not received in Nelson until 29 June 1917.
Message
Well
Robinson
(Name misspelt)
Letter 47
France
21-6-17
Dear Everybody,
It is now some time since I wrote to you but as you know the NZ Division
has been in action at Messines & at another place not for from there. Bde
Hq was in a big dugout about 400 yds behind the front line, & it was about
35 ft deep. We went up the afternoon before the stunt & they were giving
Messines a bad time with very heavy stuff. It would be hard to describe
the desolation on Fritz's side. Every inch of it had been churned about &
there wasn't a blade of grass to be seen.
That night I came off duty at midnight & I was told that he was putting
over gas shells - an invention of the devil. But I went up & started for
my bivie - gas helmet on of course. From the dug out to my bivie was 80
yds. It took me over an hour to get there for I met all the infantry
coming down the sap. They all had their helmets on & were carrying a fair
load too. Luckily for me I found a little dug out in the side of the sap &
got in that. There were gas shells dropping within 10 yds of me fairly
frequently so I spent a fairly miserable hour I can tell you. As soon as
they started thinning out a bit I made a bee line for home. When I got
there I found a couple of the boys there without their helmets on so I took
mine off. The air was thick with tear gas, which makes one's eyes water
like the deuce. It was too much for my eyes so I put my helmet on again.
Luckily for me too because it turned out afterwards Fritz was mixing it
with the real gas & one or two of us were slightly gassed & we couldn't
speak, smoke or sleep, or read so we just sat there thinking. All of a
sudden there was a tremendous shaking of everything & then another &
another. They were the huge mines & were the signal for the start.
Machine guns & all kind of guns up to 15 inches started going, going like
mad too. We were only a 100 yds in front of dozens of machine guns & about
250 yds in front of dozens of 18 pounders which make an earsplitting noise,
so you can possibly imagine the row.
When mines went up we "sloped off to the ti tree" as the saying is. That
is to say we ran along our trench, which was a branch off the main one, &
got as far away from it (the main one) as possible for we knew he would
shell it & sure enough he did when he got his wind back & one or two came
uncomfortably near us. Have you ever seen that picture of Bainsfather
entitled "That 16 inch sensation". Well that describes my feelings fairly
accurately. If you have never seen "Fragments from France" by Bainsfather
let me know & I will send them out to you.
Well day came at last & where we dared not go the day before the boys were
going as if the Huns were 20 miles away. We never got a shell near us
after that night but Fritz put up a good barrage on his old ridge but it
didn't do much harm as it was mostly in the wrong place.
We were relieved after 3 days up there & had a rest for 3 days. Then we
went into another place where there was a big dug out also & it was just as
well for the day before we came out he started shelling round near us & at
times was very close indeed. Of course we all disappeared under the ground
when that sort of thing happened. We were there 6 days & then relieved.
They were only minor operations there however & are not worth discussing.
I sent you a cable on the 20th June telling you all was well. I hope you
got it.
Isn't it dreadful about Fabian. He's posted as missing & as yet they have
heard no word about him. I had a letter from Aunt Maud telling me about
it. She must have great self control for from the way she mentioned it
you'd have thought Fabian had only a bad cold.
Well all that is all. I am perfectly well & hope you are the same.
With very best love.
Alister
P.S. Its rotten about Jack Cock too & bad luck for Ella Harkness isn't it?
AHR
Letter 48
France
July 5th 1917
Dear Everybody,
The NZ mail is overdue again & we have been expecting it daily for some
days now.
I have a new job now & am a horseman with two horses to look after. I am a
mounted Dispatch Rider but the last time dispatches were delivered by
horseman was over a year ago. We have no one over us, (there are three of
us) really, but of course there are the section officer & NCOs but they
hardly trouble us. Of course there is no night duty which is a great thing.
The horses have to be exercised so I get another chap & we go all over the
country which is very nice in summer. We each have a little tent to sleep
in so its quite like camping out. Altogether its a "cushy" job. I can't
ride too well but am getting along OK so far.
The other night we had a violent thunderstorm & a violent downpour for
about an hour. The lightning, which was forked lightning, was the worst
I've seen. We seem to have been in the storm centre for luckily it passed
all around us & was not over head. The thunder was very loud & just like
a big gun going off. Unfortunately my tent was pitched in a slight dip &
consequently I was flooded out & had to beat a hasty retreat to the huts.
Old Fritz has been coming over at night on bomb dropping stunts the last
week or two. None have dropped particularly close to us but his planes
have passed over head & I can quite understand the feeling of the people in
England when the Zepps come over. They fly fairly low & as it is moonlight
at present we occasionally caught a glimpse of them.
I have had no further news of Fabian. Betty wrote to me but made no
mention of him.
Will you ask Mrs Sadlier if she got my letter of about 1st June's date.
I had written 4 letters (it took about a fortnight for that) & put them in
a green envelope & addressed it to the base censor. I posted it in the
afternoon & the mail is usually collected in the morning. The next day we
shifted. That night Fritz started shelling a big naval gun - a 1/4 mile
from us. He was well away from the gun but he was right for our camp.
After two or three shots we bolted & didn't come back till daylight. Well
he had landed one fair in the signal office where the letters are usually
kept. There were no signs of the letters however so I'm wondering if they
had been posted the day before or blown to smithereens. You might ask
Uncle Norman the same & also tell him to keep out of the infantry if he
gets called up. Also to get a commission if he can.
I see by the "Press" that Phil Grewes & Jack Bailey are in camp. Four more
"Presses" have arrived since I last wrote.
We have just heard of Russia's new offensive. We are all hoping great
things of it. The Allies will have a chance of all going together now.
I was very amused at Mrs Adams' tricks in ringing up Barclay & Dr Gibbs. I
would have liked to have seen Mrs Harrison' expression when she was told.
This new job suits me well & I am very well. Remember me to the people I
know in Nelson.
Best love to you all
from Alister
Letter 49
France
20 July 1917
Dear Everybody,
Five letters yesterday from NZ - My largest mail for some time. There was
one from each of you. Fancy not getting any mail for 2 months? - I hear
the submarines got into some & so the services are disorganised. I write
regularly too. The longest I've been without is one month.
The weather is very hot now but it is very changeable & there's been a fair
amount of rain lately.
We have just come back from a week's spell in the country & very nice it
was too, We had a couple of cricket matches & won both fairly easily. We
were billeted in a farm - where there was an orchard but the fruit was not
ripe which was lucky for the French.
This Frenchy went in for chickens, ducklings & goslings/ if that's what
young geese are called as well as goats, sheep & horses. All fed on the
orchard grass. We also had our meals under the shade of the old apple tree
& countless dozens of the 2 legged feathered tribes mentioned above used to
come & eat our scraps & what was in your plate too if you didn't keep a
weather eye open. We used to get great fun in watching the sizes of scraps
young ducks could eat & their endeavours to swallow same & prevent others
getting it. The amount they can stow away is enormous & large bones are
the only thing they can't swallow. We missed them when we got back.
The French farmers are the stingiest meanest lot of human flesh I've ever
come across. Scotsmen are not in it with the Frenchies.
Had to stop there for a bit as one of my horses got tangled up in the rope.
Harry Cook is camped just opposite me for the time being. He is some
officer's groom I believe. I also met Adolf Semmer this morning. He is
bugler for his battery & looks very fit.
Its terrible about Fay isn't it? Georgie tells me he was 16000 feet up &
had his wing shot off. I don't give him a chance neither does his wing
commander.
Had a letter from Jack Chaytor & he wishes to be remembered to you all.
Also a letter from Don who apparently was under the impression that Jack
Cock was still flying round. He also said that the Germans near the
frontier were starving & that the only well fed ones were the soldiers.
Did you tell Mrs Sadlier about me writing to her & that possibly my letter
may have been blown up. Ditto to Uncle Norman & tell him to keep out of
the infantry.
I had a letter from Phil Graves & he says he has joined the infantry in
spite of my advice. He was silly not to join the Med Corp after 3 years at
Varsity. He will regret it shortly especially if he strikes a winter in
the trenches.
I was much amused, Nancy, of your story how you got introduced to Clarry
in Gilk's tea room. I can imagine how you felt.
To show you how useful those postal notes are to me:- On last pay day I
drew 40 francs & had about 20 paid to me from sundry debtors. Two days
after that I had 15 frs left as some kind person went & took a loan of
about 40. So when I had spent that 15 all I had to do was to cash the
notes which saved me from borrowing. I have a £1 worth to fall back on
now.
If you are ever short of cash Dad don't hesitate to help yourself to my lot
in the savings bank. You might let me know how much I have occasionally
too.
Had a cake from the Ruckers today - a nice one too.
Am glad to hear you are all OK & hope you continue the same. I am OK too
so don't worry about me.
With best love to you all
From Alister
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