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"I did not think you were down that line and on the trail of the cauldron horror"
Lady Mary Glyn was closely following the war news. The 'cauldron horror' may be a reference to the Red Terror in Russia, or more likely the last bloody fighting in the breaking of the Hindenburg Line. Ralph's current role was attached to the American Expeditionary Force.
Bramber
My own darling
Your letter of Saturday night here this morning… I see papa Joffre has Flu, & there is so much of it about and I wish you had had the jolly medicine with you. I did send some to your AGF address.
I had been reading so carefully word for word the story of that attack and wondered just how it would strike you, but I did not think you were down that line and on the trail of the cauldron horror. Only the Morning Post believed in the factory. Both D. Chron: & Times believed in the smash in of a shell. But when I got hold of enclosed last night it seemed to me a good hint for BM to AEF & now your letter comes confirming it….
Own Mur
Letter from Lady Mary Glyn to Ralph Glyn (D/EGL/C2/5)
by berkshirerecordoffice on 8 October, 2018 • Permalink
Posted in Behind the lines, News from the Front: the grim reality of war, Our allies and friends
Tagged American Expeditionary Force, Bramber, Daily Chronicle, Influenza, Joffre, Lady Mary Glyn, Morning Post, Newspapers, Ralph Glyn, Shells, The Times
Posted by berkshirerecordoffice on 8 October, 2018
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"All news from Russia is horrible, and it is like seeing a criminal lunatic asylum self governed"
Lady Mary Glyn was struggling to cope with the wartime shortage of domestic servants.
30 Half Moon Street
I have stayed in bed till luncheon time trying to understand all the dazzling news of these victories, but the fighting is dreadful, and the struggle far from over. How glad you will be to have Armentieres in our hands again.
I am still without a maid. The really good ones can get enormous wages & I must try to get a more settled establishment before I can make anyone comfortable. It is so absurd when everything of domestic bliss hangs upon a nonexistent kitchen girl.
Ressington in today's Morning Post is good – I hope you see it? – on the American army & methods. All news from Russia is horrible, and it is like seeing a criminal lunatic asylum self governed….
Very own Mur
Posted in Life on the Home Front, New opportunities and other changes for Berkshire's women, News from the Front: the grim reality of war, Our allies and friends, Patriotic fervour
Tagged Americans, Armentieres, Labour, Lady Mary Glyn, Morning Post, Newspapers, Ralph Glyn, Ressington, Russia, Russian Revolution, Russians, Servants, Wages
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A very gallant officer and gentleman, recklessly brave and a fine example of cool courage
The Old Boys of Reading School were distinguishing themselves at the Front.
O.R. NEWS.
Killed in Action.
2nd Lieut. Norman A. Howell, King's Shropshire Light infantry. On December 23rd.
He is the second son of Mr. W. Roland Howell, architect, of this town. Born at Reading in April 1897, he was educated at Reading School and St. Laurence College, Ramsgate, and had been about a year in his father's office before joining the Army in November, 1915. His cadet training at school and college enabled him to get his commission. He was posted to the King's Shropshire's, was ordered to the front at the end of June last, and has been in the thick of the Somme fighting for six months. Lieut. Norman Howell came home on his first leave on December 6th and returned on the 16th. Within a week he had made the great sacrifice.
His Commanding Officer wrote to Mr. Howell on December 24th:
"I deeply regret to report the death of your son, who was serving in my Battalion. Whilst going up to the front line trenches in charge of a party last night an enemy sniper shot him through the head, killing him instantly. This morning his body was buried by the Chaplain near where he fell, with military honours, officers and men attending.
"I had trench mortars and rifle grenades on the sniper's post, patrols had reported 8 to 10 Huns there, none there now! On behalf of his comrades, officers, N.C.O.'s and men, I wish to convey to you our profound sympathy . He was loved and respected by all of us, and we mourn the loss of a very gallant officer and gentleman. To all of us he was known as recklessly brave and a fine example of cool courage, devoted to his duties, which he discharged most cheerfully under the most trying conditions."
"I placed him in charge of the Lewis Gun detachment, on which he had set his heart and soul. He belonged to my own Headquarters' mess, and I took particular interest in him. A cross has been put up on the grave near Les Boeufs."
It will be remembered that in October, 1915, Mr. Howell's elder son, 2nd Lieut. Roland Basil Howell, was reported "wounded and missing." Nothing has since been heard of him, and any hopes of his being alive hangs on the very slenderest thread. On the 16th of last month the War Office wrote saying that they were now forced to believe he was killed.
Lieut. Basil Howell was born in October, 1895, and received his commission in the 4th North Staffordshire's three months after the war started. He was attached to the Northumberland Fusiliers (the Fighting Fifth), and went to the front in May, 1915.
Reports received from the front show that on the night of October 1st-2nd, 1915, the battalion to which Lieut. Howell was attached were in severe action. After all the officers of the company had been killed he gallantly led a bombing party to attack a German trench, but was never seen again.
Every possible enquiry was made through the War Office, the American Embassy, the Red Cross, and the wounded men who returned to England. Many references were made by the latter to the respect and love they had for the brave young officer. Like his brother he was educated at Reading School and St Laurence College, and had started his training to follow in his father's profession. For many years he was an enthusiastic scout, and took a big share in starting the South Reading Troop.
Lieut. Cedric Charles Okey Taylor, East Kent Regiment, attached to Trench Mortar Battery, only son of Mrs. Taylor, 39, Weltje Road, Ravenscroft Park, W., and of the late Mr. Charles Warmsley Taylor, of Reading. Further details are now to hand of Lieut. Taylor's death.
He died for King and country on December 3rd, 1916, in his 22nd year. Young in years but old in endurance, he was in constant action for 15 months at Ypres in 1915 and on the Somme in 1916. He is laid to rest in the cemetery, at Faubourg d'Amiens, Arras.
2nd Lieut. W. Marsden Cooper, Worcestershires, only son of Mr. and Mrs. John Cooper, 107, London Street, Reading, aged 19.
Cooper was only 19 years of age and went out to the front in the Worcestershire's about the middle of December, shortly after completing his course at the Royal Military College, Sandhurst. He was educated at Reading School, where he gained a Council scholarship in 1909. His School career was unusually distinguished. In 1914 he gained a School Certificate followed the next year by a higher certificate.
In response to his country's call, he decided to take a commission, and in the entrance examination for the Royal Military College, Sandhurst, held in February, 1916, he came out second on the list, gaining a Prize Cadetship. At Sandhurst his success was no less pronounced than at school, and he gained the position of Sergeant in his cadet unit, the highest position a cadet can obtain, before he left College. Not only did he have considerable intellectual gifts, as his record shows but he was a fine athlete as well. He was an excellent all round cricketer and his natural powers as a bowler would have enabled him to make his mark in really good company. As a Rugby Football player he showed great promise, and before he left school he had the distinction of being captain of football, captain of cricket and captain of the school. Yet he was never elated by success, and perhaps it was more than anything else his modesty which made him so popular with the boys and the masters alike. Those who have watched his career, for the last two years, and marked the way in which his development always seemed to keep pace with his new responsibilities feel a special grief that a young life so full of promise should have been brought thus prematurely to a close.
by berkshirerecordoffice on 29 April, 2017 • Permalink
Posted in Behind the lines, Enemy nations and individuals, Internment and prisoners of war, Joining up, News from the Front: the grim reality of war, Our allies and friends, Patriotic fervour, Roll of honour: the war dead
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Posted by berkshirerecordoffice on 29 April, 2017
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Cadets in training "lie on the floor, don't need beds"
John Maxwell Image, the elderly Cambridge don who had married Florence Spencer from Cookham, wrote to a friend to express his frustrations with the lack of progress in the war, and to talk about wartime life in Cambridge.
12 March '16
I think I must copy you in reading the M[orning] Post. The rags we take in are D. Mail for me, and Times for la Signora, who won't stoop to the Mail, tho' aware that the letterpress in each is identical.
Jackson has once or twice indicated to me that his paper is now your MP. I used to value the Times for the letters written to it. But there are no good letter-writers now-a-days.
Perhaps the new man in East Hertford may wake up Independent Members next Tuesday, if there are any such in Parliament. The Air attacks, and the Naval attacks, which we must with certainty expect will involve novelties that our drones have never dreamt of.
We have more men, and better men, and more money. Yet there we stick, just to be attacked when and where Germany chooses. A fixed figure for the hand of scorn – yes, what scorn! All the trumps: but the player, Asquith! "What War needs is not men, but a Man", said Nap.
The Zeps (or possibly a Zep) was over Camb[ridge] the other night. We slumbered peacefully and knew nothing till next day. One Airship was seen by the crew of the antiaircraft guns by Story's Way on the Huntingdon Road. And the electric lighting was shut off at the works: so we heard from one or two people who tried in vain to turn on theirs that night. I don't think that last precaution had been taken before, but I walked back to Trinity on the night of the Book Club Sale without a glimmer. I had ordered a taxi, and they phoned at the last minute that the fog (it was a sudden fog) was so blind that they dared not send a carriage out. I had in my pocket a flash torch – rapidly expiring – but it just lasted.
We are to have 400 Cadets (i.e. candidates for Commissions) in Trinity. I sat next Major Reddy, the Commanding Officer, who has most healthy ideas of taut discipline – e.g. 4 men to a set of rooms: "they lie on the floor, you know" said he: "don't need beds". They will begin in the New Court. How will you keep them quiet at night? I asked. They must be in College at 9.30, for they have to be up early, usw.
Our next door neighbours, the Comptons – he a young son of a Fellow of Caius, she, one of the most beautiful girls ever seen – are on very friendly terms. Alas, he goes off on War Work in May – and the home will be broken up. Yesterday the Signora [Florence] devoted herself to cutting out and sticking War clippings in our scrapbook, whilst I looked on….
Letter from John Maxwell Image to W F Smith (D/EX801/2)
Posted in Enemy nations and individuals, Joining up, Life on the Home Front, Never forget: remembering the war, New opportunities and other changes for Berkshire's women, News from the Front: the grim reality of war, Service at home
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"The war is doing us a lot of good"
Maysie Wynne-Finch wrote to her brother Ralph Glyn in Egypt with the news that she and her wounded husband were going to be based in Windsor until he was well enough to return to the Front. Their aunt Sybil was still receiving letters from her son Ivar, written before his recent death in action.
Feb 11/16
11 Bruton St W
Darlingest R.
I had a mysterious message from Meg's house today saying Colonel Sykes had called leaving a small parcel from you, & saying he was just home from the Dardenelles [sic]. I had the said parcel brought here, & it is a couple of torch refills apparently unused from Stephenson. I must get hold of Colonel Sykes for an explanation.
Our plans are now fixed up to a point. The doctor, [dear?] man, said John was not to return to France for 3 months, this being so the regimental powers that be used much pressure to get him to reconsider his refusal of the 5th Battalion Adjutancy, & so after being told they won't try & keep him after he's fit for France, he has said yes. There is no doubt it's good useful work for home service, if it has to be, & I am glad for him, though I suppose I shall now see little or nothing of him at all. He begins on Monday. He went house hunting on Tuesday – a depressing job, as there are hardly any houses to be had, & those one more beastly than the other! However – nothing matters – it's just wonderful to be there at all. We shall take what we can & when we can – that's all. The house we long for, but it's not yet even furnished, is one, & a charming old house done up & owned by that old bore Arthur Leveson Gower, you remember the man, we met at the Hague, years ago. Tony has been ill again with Flu, the 2nd time this year…
We've just had tea with Aunt Syb. She got another letter from Ivar written Jan 1, last Friday. It's awful for her, & yet I think there is most joy, rather than pain, the hopeless silence is for a moment filled, though but as it were by an echo. Joan looks pale & oh so sad. She's wonderfully brave & unselfish to Aunt Syb. Poor little Joanie…
I hear Pelly's opinion is that Kut must fall. London was filled with rumours of a naval engagement on Monday & Tues, but as far as I can make out without foundation.
I met Ad[miral] Mark Ker[r] in the street the other day, & we had a long talk. I fear he's not improved – & I think very bitter at being out of it all. He was interesting over Greece etc, but there is so much "I" in all he says, one cannot help distrusting a great deal. He's very upset as he was starting to return to Greece a week ago & at the very last moment was stopped, & now he's simply kicking his heels, not knowing what's going to happen next. "Tino" now is of course his idol & here – I feel a pig saying all this, as I do feel sorry for him, & he was most kind. Yesterday he asked us to lunch to meet Gwladys [sic] Cooper, Mrs Buckmaster, how lovely she is, & seems nice, almost dull John thought! We then went on to the matinee of her new play. Most amusing, she is delightful, & Hawtrey just himself…
As you can imagine air-defence & the want of it is now all the talk. One of our airships has taken to sailing over this house from west to east every morning at 8.30 am. I hear we broke up 6 aeroplanes & killed 3 men the night of the last raid. All leave is now stopped from France. We've just lunched with Laggs Gibbs, who came over a day before the order came out. He says it's said to be because of some new training scheme we have & not because of any offensive either way.
John had a Med Board today, & narrowly escaped being given another 3 months sick leave apparently. They implored him to go to Brighton & said he was very below parr [sic] etc, however he bounced them into giving him home duty, & they've made it 3 months, & "no marching", etc, tc, etc. Of course as Adjutant he wouldn't have that anyhow.
We think we have got a house, but can't get in for a fortnight.
Bless you darling
Your ever loving Maysie (more…)
Posted in After the war, Behind the lines, Hopes and prayers: the religious response, Life on the Home Front, News from the Front: the grim reality of war, Nursing the wounded, Roll of honour: the war dead, Service at home
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