SOME WOULDN’T “DIG IN”

At last the Turks began to give way. They were on the run. But their

forts two and three miles away were still pouring their fire. The men

were ordered to dig in. Despite orders, however, “hundreds of our

warriors refused to stop. They charged right on through the pathways

and tunnels in the cliffs. We never saw them again. Those that were not

killed were captured by the Turks. We used to say in speaking of them

afterward that they had ‘gone on to Constantinople.’”

The Australians had proved their mettle in this terrible adventure.

Everlasting glory was theirs—soldiers so recently recruited. The

soldiers, though, were not the only ones to be elevated to higher

sacrifice in these soul-straining demands. “There was the work done by

the Australian Army Service Corps—landing a steady procession of boats

with medical and food supplies as well as ammunition, fleets on fleets

of these boats from the transports and battleships moving to shore

with the coolest regularity, with the waters around every one of them

constantly thrashed by tons of falling shells. Scores of the boats were

blown up. But the others never stopped.”

“The stretcher-bearers and the doctors we could also see working calmly

among the sand dunes, ignoring snipers’ bullets as though they had been

harmless flakes of snow. Slow and painful files of the wounded—those

who could walk or stagger along were being guided to protected places

until the coming of night might enable their removal to the hospital

ships.

“As for the dead whose countless prone bodies were strewn upon the

beach with curious pitiful inertness, so different from that of sleep

that you know instinctively it means death—there was no use then

risking live men to give the dead the attention, to award them such

decencies of care and burial as were their due. This also would be the

work of the night. Yes, and many a man as he worked over the graves

of his fallen comrades pitched into that grave, himself become a dead

man—betrayed to a sniper by the moonlight’s gleam.

“Twilight veiled the sun and then very suddenly black night came.”

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