CHAPTER XIII.

THE RECAPTURE OF KUT--RETREAT OF THE TURKS.

At the same time that the Tigris was being crossed westward of Kut, the

Turkish intrenchments at Sannaiyat were fiercely attacked in front,

and the brave defenders, learning that the river defence had fallen

behind them, at last gave way. On the 24th the maze of trenches which

had resisted so many onslaughts was carried with a rush, and sweeping

on rapidly the British troops replaced the British flag on the walls of

Kut. On the same morning the British Cavalry poured across the bridge

from the southern bank in pursuit of the retreating enemy, and the

British gunboats pressed up the river again to join in his destruction.

There was reason to hope that he had held on too long, and that his

stubborn troops were doomed to be taken or destroyed.

This hope proved to be delusive. The Turks had to retreat very rapidly

to extricate themselves in time, and they lost heavily in doing so;

but they, or the bulk of them, did succeed in getting away. Many were

slain, and some thousands remained in British hands, but by steady and

determined rearguard fighting they checked their pursuers, and when

they reached Azizieh, a hundred miles off, half way to Baghdad,[29]

they were still a military force, if a defeated one.

The share of the Thirteenth in the victory and pursuit was not all that

they hoped it might have been. Some eager spirits among them chafed

at the caution with which the Cavalry was handled and the pursuit

carried on. But nevertheless the mounted men, although unable to storm

entrenchments held by a resolute enemy, had throughout done much to

cover and facilitate the operations of the Infantry and guns, and they

now did all that mounted men could do to harass the retreat. If it did

not mean converting the retreat into a complete rout, and annihilating

a Turkish army, it was a material contribution towards that end.

After three days of steady pressure, during which the Cavalry lost a

good many men, they had pushed the Turks over a long stretch of road,

capturing prisoners and guns and booty of all kinds; and if they were

stopped there, half-way to Baghdad, it was only because they had got in

advance of their supplies and of the supporting Infantry.

[Illustration: _THE ADVANCE ON BAGHDAD_

SCALE ABOUT 25 MILES TO THE INCH]

The following extracts from letters and journals tell the story in

greater detail.

_Lieut.-Colonel Richardson, D.S.O._--“On the 24th of February we

left camp about an hour before daylight, reached Shumran, where a

pontoon had been thrown across the Tigris the previous day by the

Sappers and Infantry, crossed the river about 9 A.M., and

gradually moved up to behind the Dahra Ridge, which at that time was

the most advanced point held by our infantry. At noon we found what

we thought was an opening in the Turkish line, went through it, and

made a big left-handed sweep, until we were brought to a standstill

by the Turkish rearguard, strongly intrenched. We were engaged with

this till after dark, when we returned to bivouac, which we reached

about 1 A.M. We were in the saddle again at daybreak on

the 25th, and took up the pursuit of the Turks, who had left their

intrenchments. At about midday we located their rearguard in position

about Imam Mahdi, on the north bank of the Tigris, and the Regiment was

ordered to attack dismounted, with the 14th Lancers on our left. We

were closely engaged with the Turks until about 5 P.M., when

orders were received to withdraw. Then we found that our casualties had

been heavy, but mostly in wounded, the numbers being approximately one

officer, Lieutenant Lord, and thirty-six men wounded. That night again

we reached our bivouac after midnight, and were again on the move at

daylight.

“On this day, 26th February, the Regiment was in reserve and not

engaged. We bivouacked where we stood that night, and at daybreak took

up the pursuit of the Turks, who were now in full retreat. Before

midday we had taken some 300 prisoners, and had found six field-guns

of large calibre, which had been left by the Turks. After that we

replenished our nose-bags from a captured barge well stocked with

barley, and followed the road taken by the retreating Turks, which was

strewn with rifles, bayonets, small-arm ammunition, trench-mortars, to

which the draft cattle were still harnessed, hundreds of 5.9 shells,

carts full of implements, and even a motor-car. We bivouacked at dark

some six miles from Azizieh.”

In General Maude’s despatch giving a summary of these operations is the

following passage:--

“Our gunboats were in touch with and shelled the retreating enemy

during most of the 27th, and his retirement was harassed by the Cavalry

until after dark, when his troops were streaming through Azizieh in

great confusion.” General Maude adds that since crossing the Tigris his

force had captured 4000 prisoners, of whom 188 were officers, and great

quantities of guns and stores. But now the pursuit, in which the Navy

and the Cavalry had co-operated in an unusual way, was broken off. The

Turkish army had made good its hasty retreat, and was for the moment

free to get away unmolested.

“We bivouacked at dark,” says Colonel Richardson, “some six miles

from Azizieh, and next day received orders to retire about ten miles,

in order to allow supplies, which we had outrun, and the infantry,

to come up. On our way back we collected all that was possible of

the ammunition and stores that might be useful to us. On the 28th of

February we spent a very welcome rest day in camp. On the 1st of March

we marched to Azizieh, where a halt was ordered.”

In fact, the Infantry having fallen behind, or rather, perhaps,

having been kept back by the difficulty of bringing up sufficient

supplies, there was a pause of five days during which the British

force was closed up and got ready for a farther advance. Baghdad now

lay immediately ahead, but as the Turks were not in such a condition

of rout that they could be hunted through the great town _l’épée aux

reins_, it was necessary to move with the force thoroughly together,

and not to risk a check.

The following are further extracts from letters and diaries:--

_Private Massey--February 24, 1917._--“On the 24th, réveillé was at 2

A.M., and we turned out on parade at 4.30 A.M. The

previous night the Engineers had thrown a bridge across at Shamran

bend, and early this morning, the 24th,[30] the Infantry had succeeded

in getting across, and we followed soon after.

“The Turks, seeing their danger, had retreated the previous night,

leaving only a rearguard to delay our advance, and cover the retreat

of their main body.... After crossing the pontoon-bridge we formed

troop, and went along in extended order, until we got close in on the

enemy’s rearguard. Here we dismounted and brought the Hotchkiss guns

into action, and V Battery opened a heavy fire on the retreating enemy.

The Infantry must have been heavily engaged, as many of their wounded

were at the advanced dressing station, close to the bridge-head, and

we passed several dead. During the afternoon we reached Dahra Barracks

(Turkish), which were littered with Turkish dead. Still pressing on

towards nightfall, we came in touch with an enemy flank patrol, and

opened fire on them with rifles, Hotchkiss guns, and artillery. It was

now very late at night, so we returned back to Dahra Barracks for food

and water for the horses. It was about 2 A.M. when we made

down our beds and lay down for the night. When we had been in bed about

half an hour, the order came for the 1st and 3rd Troops to saddle up

at once, and I heard Mr Payne, the officer in charge, tell the troop

sergeant that we were going out on the flank, on reconnaissance. On

hearing the order, we jumped out of bed, saddled up our horses, and in

a few minutes we were off in the early morning dusk. We were all tired

and very sleepy, as we had only had half an hour’s sleep, but we had a

rattling good officer in charge of us, always giving commands in a fine

soldierly manner, and a leader in whom we all had confidence.[31]

“As we neared the trenches we had fired on late the night before, we

met a Turk, who gave himself up. Later on we came upon two Turkish

officers, who gave up their revolvers and a valuable telephone

instrument. On reaching the trenches, we found a dead Turk and one

wounded man. We bound up his wound, laid him down, and gave him some

cigarettes, and then put up his rifle to let the R.A.M.C. men know he

was there, and when we came back later he was gone.

“We were now not many miles away from Kut and Sannaiyat, but on the

north side of it this time. We had watched Kut from the south side

so long that it seemed impossible we could be where we were then. We

could see the 13th Division coming through Sannaiyat, and we afterwards

passed through what had been a Turkish camping-ground, and kettles,

dishes, and pans lay all over the place.

“We returned back to camp about midday, and heard that the officer in

charge had been complimented for the reports he had sent in, and which

had enabled the Division we left behind at Dahra Barracks to turn

out at 5 A.M. that morning, and continue the pursuit of the

retreating enemy. After watering and feeding our horses we commenced to

feed ourselves. Porridge was made, and bacon and tea were made, and we

had a hearty meal, after which we rested; but the place was beginning

to smell, as the dead Turks had not yet been buried....”

_February 26._--“Next morning we moved on to where we knew the

Regiment had camped, but on arrival the Regiment had again gone on,

but we went with the transport as escort. This was on the 26th, and on

arriving in camp at night, we heard that the Regiment had been heavily

engaged with the enemy’s rearguard, and Sergt.-Major Goddard, S.Q.M.S.

Edwards, Sergeants Bell and Hill, had been wounded, Private Davis of

‘C’ Squadron killed, and thirty-three wounded.... About 5 P.M.

we again went on, intending to overtake and rejoin the Regiment, which

we failed to do, until they were forced to call a halt as they were out

of rations, and had eaten their iron ration. This will give any one who

reads this an idea of the speed with which the Turkish rearguard was

pursued and continually harassed and defeated.

“We reached camp at one o’clock the next morning, the 27th.... On the

way up we had passed much abandoned booty, as the enemy, being hotly

pursued, had to leave it to escape capture. There were guns of the

18-pounder class, as well as small camel guns which fired a shell not

much bigger than a man’s two fists. Thousands of rounds of artillery

ammunition was lying strewn all along the track of the beaten enemy.

Rifles and small-arm ammunition, equipment transport carts, and even a

motor-car of German manufacture....

“At night we rejoined the Regiment, who hadn’t a biscuit left, but

heard they had captured a Turkish barge, with a cargo of grain,

flour, candles, dates, and supplies of all descriptions, so they had

grain for the horses and food for the men. The transport arrived in

camp, but they only had enough for one day’s march; and although the

paddle-steamers followed us up, we were now a day’s march ahead of the

dumping-ground, and two days’ march in front of the Infantry.”

_February 28._--“So next day, the 28th February, we retired back

a day’s march, and came upon the food columns on the bend of the

river.... On the 1st of March we remained in camp all day.... We got on

board the captured barge that morning, bringing away whole-meal flour,

dates, surgical bandages, and took off a lot of corn for the horses.

M‘Nulty and Moss made chupattees of the flour, baking corned-beef and

dates and making pies, and we all had a good feed....

_March 3._--“On the 3rd réveillé was at 5.30. After attending to our

mounts we had breakfast, and then a big party of men, of which I was

one, were ordered to stand-to for fatigue. We were marched down to

the river, a distance of two or three hundred yards, and commenced to

unload barges, which had arrived that morning with stores of all kinds,

shells and bullets, and food for man and beast. We soon transformed

the bleak ground on the bend of the river into a vast dumping-ground,

and hundreds of tons of corn were soon stacked in heaps on shore....

At 8 P.M. that night we were again unloading a barge which we

completely emptied of its cargo. We had no rest that day, but we knew

we had done some good work.”

_March 4._--“Next day, the 4th, we remained in camp all day. During the

afternoon we heard that the General was holding a parade to decorate

men who were recommended for bravery on the field. We were afterwards

to get ready to move on the morrow, as a report brought in by airmen

reported a body of Turks holding trenches a day’s march up the Tigris

close to where they had a pontoon-bridge across.”

_2nd Lieutenant Guy Pedder--March 2._--“What do you think of it all?

No doubt the papers have been shouting about old Mespot lately. When

I wrote my last letter I little thought we should be quite so far on

the next time I wrote. I think the rout of the Turks must have been a

complete surprise for even our authorities....

“We went through the Infantry and crossed the Tigris above Kut at 9

A.M., Saturday, 24th. Curiously enough, I met Masson, who used

to be at Pat’s at Repton with me. He had been building the bridge. We

didn’t do much that day, as we were held up when we tried to get round

their flank; however, next day we went a long reconnaissance. I got a

small batch of prisoners, and then we attacked the Turks’ position. I

was commanding the squadron, as Eve was commanding a wing. We advanced

about 1½ mile across the open under very heavy rifle-fire and shrapnel.

I lost both my sergeant-majors and two sergeants, besides others.

The Regiment lost 35 and only 1 officer (Lord): how we got out of it

I don’t know, as hardly any one came out without a bullet through

his coat, topee, or something. I tell you I lay pretty flat when we

weren’t advancing or retiring, but there was not a bit of cover! We

camped down about 2 A.M., and were off again about 6 and went

about 30 miles, but the Turks had cleared early next morning. We took

about 300 prisoners and 6 heavy guns, and the road was littered with

ammunition, kit, shells, carts, dead animals, &c. The prisoners were in

a very bad way and could hardly walk....

[Illustration: H.M.S. “TARANTULA”

“A TRIED AND TRUSTY FRIEND OF THE REGIMENT”]

[Illustration: PRIVATE MASSEY’S “ORACLE,” OTHERWISE CORACLE]

“Luckily the weather has been perfect, except it has frozen every

night, and is quite cold in the day. I brought all my bedding on my

spare horse, but of course we haven’t got any tents. None of us got the

chance of a wash or shave for four days, so you would have laughed if

you had seen us. I am awfully fit. Hope the next letter I write to you

will be Baghdad: it’s under fifty miles from here. Best love to all.

“The monitors did excellent work and recaptured the _Firefly_ and other

boats.”

_2nd Lieutenant J. O. P. Clarkson--March 3._--“We started early in the

morning[32] and trekked to the Tigris west of Kut. The Infantry had

established themselves on the other bank, so we crossed in the early

morning and followed them up. When they had cleared the trenches we

went through to harass the enemy’s retreat.... The next day we went

in on what was supposed to be the retreating enemy, and found it was

the main body, consisting of about 5000 men.... The next night we

bivouacked by a water-hole in the desert. We had some armoured cars

with us, and one of them got into difficulties a very short way off

some Turkish guns, but the next morning was still intact. The next day

we again went on and captured 400 prisoners and 12 guns, 6 of which

were 5.9 howitzers, and one man found the breech-blocks, which had

been buried in another place. By this time we were getting very short

of food for the horses, but luckily we found a barge laden with grain

that had been captured, so we filled up again.... We are now at a place

about half-way between Kut and Baghdad. The Navy here--_i.e._, the

monitors--did great work. They rushed on ahead, and got right into the

thick of it, firing 6-inch shrapnel at the Turk at a range of 400 to

600 yards. Every gun on board was worked, and in every direction. They

captured several boats and barges, and what used to be the _Firefly_.

The Turks captured it at Kut, and have used it against us ever since,

and in a few days it is going to come up and shell the Turk. The litter

that was left behind by the Turks was awful--rags, clothes, camp

furniture, ammunition of every description, and bombs, shells--in fact

a bit of everything. We recaptured half a dozen of our fellows who had

been captured the day before, and they had their boots and overcoats

taken from them, as the Turks are very short of both. They even strip

their own dead as well as our own for the clothes they can get off them.

“I also found a Constantinople paper which was written in French, and

which said the Germans had gained a great defensive victory on the

Somme against the English because--and here came long explanations.

Also that Verdun was as good as lost to the French, &c. I was also

shown some post-cards from Germany, but they were very badly written,

and I could not decipher them. There was also an ‘Illustratte Zeitung’

there, with wonderful pictures showing how grateful the Pole was for

the German liberation scheme.”

(Lieutenant Clarkson read and spoke fluently both French and German.)

_Captain W. H. Eve--March 2._--“Well, things are going _really_ well,

and we are now forty-five miles short of Baghdad, and resting a day or

two. The difficulty is again supplies....

“I wrote you Friday last, February 23rd, and we moved at 4.15 next

morning, 24th. The fight at the river-crossing had gone very well,

and we were sent over the bridge which our sappers had built about 9

A.M. The Infantry were still pretty busy further forward, and

we waited about for three or four hours and watered. Then we really

thought our chance was coming of getting them in the open, but their

rearguard put up a very fine fight, and got into nullahs and ditches,

and our show ended in a dismounted fight, and we weren’t able to turn

them out, and so it ended at dark. The squadron was out on flank guard

and had next to nothing to do, and only one man wounded, and one of

Payne’s chargers, his best of course, killed. We camped north of the

river, but weren’t in till midnight, and I can tell you we were tired

then. We had had nothing to eat, and there were no rations up, so we

turned in straight off. It had been a very hot day.

“Well, the Turks’ rearguard cleared off in the night and we had got

Kut. For they had evacuated it directly we got the crossing of the

river, to escape being bottled up there. Meanwhile the other Corps had

taken Sannaiyat, but the remnants of the Turks got away from there

too. The Turk rearguard really did well. I did hope and think our day

might have come, but it was not to be. All the same there was nothing

to grumble at, for we had got Sannaiyat and Kut, and the whole of the

Turks were retreating as fast as ever they could.

“Our monitors came up the river as soon as Sannaiyat was taken, and

passed through our bridge early the next day. Then--that is, Sunday

25th--the pursuit started. We managed to get some food early in

the morning and left camp at 7. I was advance-guard, but we saw no

Turks till the afternoon, except a few scattered prisoners which we

rounded up. In the afternoon the other Brigade on our left found their

rearguard and sent for us to help. They were in a very strong position,

Infantry and Artillery, and we were sent in dismounted. The Regiment

was on the left, ‘B’ and ‘C’ in front, and ‘A’ and ‘D’ in support,

under me. We were very weak in numbers, only about 100 in the firing

line from the Regiment, and they were much too strong for us. We went

on, of course, but finally got held up, and we had a warm time. I

took the support line up to within about 100 yards of the front (two

squadrons). The Turks were shooting very well--rifle, Maxim guns, and

their guns too--and people behind thought we should be about wiped out.

But ‘V’ behind us helped us no end, and when orders came to retire we

got out of it better than I expected, just before dark. ‘B’ and ‘C’

came back through me, and I then came, but by degrees. The men, all of

them, were topping. We had heavy casualties, but only a very few killed.

“Only half of ‘D’ was there, as Payne with the other two troops had

been out on a reconnaissance all the night before, and so had been

left behind to come on with the supply column. Even so I lost both

sergeant-majors, two sergeants, and a corporal wounded--no one killed.

Sergt.-Major Edwards was only lightly hit in the leg and will soon be

back at duty, but Sergt.-Major Goddard was very badly shot through

the middle, and I am afraid was bad: I haven’t been able to find out

anything about him since, either, except that he was easier when

he left the field ambulance. Sergeants Bell and Hill were both shot

through the face, and Corporal Heathman through both legs. Lord was

wounded, the only officer casualty. We were lucky to get out as lightly

as we did. The monitors helped us too. I only had one horse very

slightly hit, but shells fell right amongst them and they were very

lucky indeed, too. It’s an extraordinary thing: if you are going to be

hit, you’re going to be, and if you’re not, you’re not, and that’s all

about it. I was touched--my clothes--by bits of shrapnel, and I got

a bullet through my revolver holster and then through my coat--near

enough, but I wasn’t touched. Corporal Watkins, my signaller, had two

or three through his clothes, one of which was stopped in his pocket by

his pocket-book.

“I rode Follow Me till danger threatened on the Saturday, and then

Caprice, and on this day, the Sunday, I rode Follow Me. We didn’t get

back to camp till 11.30, but we got food all right then.

“We had to go back, no support ready to push these people out.”

_Monday 26._--“Left camp 7.30 and marched across the desert to strike

the river much higher up--a long march, and wicked going for the guns

in places. I rode Caprice. We found the Turkish rearguard in the

afternoon--again very strongly posted. We were rear Regiment of the

rear Brigade and did nothing, and the other Brigade found them too

strong. But the Infantry were steadily coming up, and the monitors were

topping, going ahead like anything and giving the Turks beans. They

captured prisoners and destroyed Turkish ships, and did no end of good

work. We had a day’s food with us, and just lay down where we were for

the night. It rained, but not much, luckily, but was bitterly cold.

“We advanced next morning, 27th (New College grind), at 7

A.M., but of course the Turk had gone by then. However, we

rounded up about 240 prisoners, a hospital, and a battery of six

5.9-inch guns. We wasted a lot of time over this instead of pushing on,

and in the end got no distance that day, and the infantry were only

a few miles behind us.... It drove me mad. The Turks were obviously

running like smoke--abandoning guns, ammunition-carts, and equipment of

all sorts, and yet we didn’t push on. It’s beyond me altogether.

[Illustration: TURKISH PRISONERS. FEBRUARY AND MARCH 1917]

[Illustration: AEROPLANE ATTACHED TO 7TH CAVALRY BRIGADE]

“A little farther on we found two large barges loaded with corn and

all sorts of things. These were providential, for we filled all our

nose-bags and corn-sacks and got a little loot ourselves as well. I

took a Turkish trumpet, but I don’t suppose I shall keep it. But we got

useful things like chickens, ducks, candles, dates, sugar, &c. We then

marched on about eight miles more and camped in the desert just before

dark. I rode Caprice and Follow Me. Later in the evening Payne, with

the other two troops, turned up with the welcome supplies at last, and

also our regimental transport. The road of the retreat was a sight,

every conceivable thing abandoned.

“Next day no supplies at all could be got forward, so we marched _back_

the eight miles to where the captured barges were, and had a really

welcome afternoon’s rest there. _I_ had the most glorious hot bath in

a huge iron bath we got off one of the barges. I can tell you we were

dirty. We left in the small hours of Saturday, and this was Wednesday,

and you can’t imagine how dirty we were.”

“We marched again next morning, Thursday, March 1st, and came about

seventeen miles to where we are now--a most delightful camp, right on

the river bank.

“Two of the monitors are here. They _have_ done well. They have

recaptured the _Firefly_ captured from us in the retreat last year,

have taken a battery of guns here, and been up level with the Turkish

infantry in their retreat and inflicted tremendous losses. They have

sunk a lot of ships and taken over 2000 prisoners. And all this when

you think they are unarmoured--only supposed to be proof against

rifle-fire, and had all those heavy guns against them.

“I believe since the push started here we have taken 7000 prisoners,

and their other casualties have been very heavy indeed, as we know

from their dead. We believe we have only a remnant in front of us.

Personally, I shouldn’t be in the least surprised if we march into

Baghdad almost straight, when we get going again....

“It is lovely weather and we are all as fit as fleas, not a man sick.

The horses, poor devils, of course, are showing it, and I have one or

two tender backs and withers, but not many. They are just A1....

“It is a lovely day to-day, and the horses are spending the whole of it

grazing, while we are cleaning up, &c. I have had a real useful morning

at it, and have also mended my own breeches. In a few minutes I am

going to have a hot bath. I hope we shall get letters away somehow by

the supply people going back empty. Whether this will catch this mail

is a different thing, but you will understand, and if you get my wire

you will know all is well, anyhow. I am most awfully fit--couldn’t be

better....

“I shouldn’t be the least surprised if we get there now with hardly

any fighting at all; as it is, we have done little enough of it. The

Infantry do nearly all of it, and the monitors have _really_ done the

pursuit, which we ought to have done. I do hope we go on to-morrow. I

fret at every day’s delay.”

These passages have been given as they stand, for they show the

generous impulse of a real soldier to award all due credit to other

Services. And in truth it would be difficult to say too much for the

resolute unwearied fighting of the Infantry during the two months’

struggle on the Tigris, or for the dash and courage of the sailors

in following up the pursuit. Nevertheless it is necessary to make

allowances for the impatience of a fiery spirit always longing for a

chance. Others had done well, very well, but the horsemen had done all

that horsemen could do--and that was not little.

“We were bucked enough last night, and then we got the great news

from France to crown all. It is only a telephone message as yet--no

details--just saying the Germans have retired three miles on the

Ancre.... We know nothing, not even of our own doings. I expect the

papers at home have made the most of our success here, with very big

headlines, &c., until the news from France comes to overshadow it. We

do want news so badly.”

That was the feeling at every part of the vast battlefield. In Europe

and Asia and Africa and all over the seven seas millions of men were

fighting for the Empire and doing their duty nobly, but “we do want

news so badly” was the cry that went up from all of them, and they

had to be content with very little, to find comfort and help in the

smallest successes reported in a few vague words over the uncertain

wires.

At the moment all was going well with the Thirteenth. They were not

strong in numbers, for they had had casualties at times since the

beginning of the advance, and had besides lost many horses from

the wear and tear of the campaign. Captain Eve’s squadron had been

reduced to working as three troops instead of four, and had no senior

non-commissioned officers left. But the men and horses were doing well,

and the officers the same.

[Illustration: HALTS ON THE MARCH]

“Lord is all right,--I mean going on all right. I helped to do him

up. He had a very narrow shave, the bullet entering just above the

collar-bone and coming out under his arm, only just missing the big

artery there. Otherwise we are all most awfully flourishing. Twist

seems quite all right now.... Sergeant Chipperfield is acting squadron

sergeant-major, and very good indeed he is.... Payne I like better and

better, and think I was more than lucky to get him. I am a better judge

of horses than men, anyhow, first go off.... I am so sorry that Payne

missed our show on Sunday, though I am glad he is still here safe, as

he might not have been, of course, had he been there.”

Another letter, written on the 3rd March, sums up the operations of

the last week and the position as it then stood. At the risk of some

repetition it seems as well to give it.

“Well, we had known pretty well for a week beforehand that a serious

attempt was going to be made to put a pontoon across the Tigris above

Kut as soon as the height of the river, which was then in flood from

the recent rains, permitted, and this was done on the 23rd February;

and during that night a Division was put over, and we followed on

their heels next day, the 24th, and in the afternoon found a gap in

the line of defence they were putting up to cover the retreat of the

fighting troops from the Sannaiyat position, from which the big guns

had been retired some days. The delay in getting the pontoon over the

river, due to the flood, had, however, given the Turks just enough

time to get the survivors from Sannaiyat--where the fighting has been

very severe and bitter, and where the deep trenches were literally

filled with dead--away, and when we got through it was only to bump up

against their rearguard, who were well handled and fought so well that

we had to force them back, after three days’ fighting, from position

to position, and until the Navy came along with their monitors and

flyboats, and turned the retirement into a rout. The Turks then left so

quickly that they abandoned guns, trench-mortars, doctors and hospital

staff, a motor-car, shells, wounded, and many unwounded men who could

not keep up, to fall into our hands or the hands of the Arabs, who

kill, strip, and loot Turks and British alike, especially when wounded.

Among the prisoners were a few German officers, and a few were also

found among the dead. We were ordered to stop the pursuit three days

ago by the Army Commander, as we had finished our supplies and were

getting far from our base, so have been waiting by the river for the

barges to come up; these began to arrive last night, and are coming up

fast, so we may expect soon to be on the move again. We are now some

forty-five miles from Baghdad, and our friend the Turk may put up a

fight at Ctesiphon, although this is very doubtful unless he has been

strongly reinforced, which seems unlikely....

“The weather has on the whole been most lenient to us, for although the

cold at night has been intense and the winds strong and bitter, we have

only had a small shower of rain, and the days are now getting quite

warm. The men are well and cheery, and the horses, which a few days ago

were footsore and weary, are picking up and ready for more work. The

Regiment has fought very well, and our casualty list--about forty in

the last ten days--is comparatively small.”

Such was the state of affairs when the Thirteenth received orders that

the advance was to be resumed on the 5th March. The writer of that

letter had longed for one gallop with his squadron. He was to get it at

last. But before his confident words reached those for whom they were

written his fiery spirit was at rest for ever.

[Illustration: Sergt. P. CHIPPERFIELD

(_Died, 6th March 1917, of wound received at Lajj_)]

[Illustration: Sergt. H. KNAPMAN

(_Killed at Lajj, 5th March 1917_)]

[Illustration: Capt. W. H. EVE

(_Killed at Lajj, 5th March 1917_)]

[Illustration: Pte. A. WALLHEAD

(_Killed at Lajj, 5th March 1917_)]

[Illustration: Pte. ALFRED JONES, D.C.M.

(_Killed at Lajj, 5th March 1917_)]

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