In billets at Terrossa.
News came through on the evening of 11th that
Germany had surrendered; the news was greeted with a mix of scepticism and
delight. “We imagined that the whole world would rejoice, but out here in Italy
we took it all quietly. There was a heartfelt sense of relief, too great for
shouting, and a deep sadness that brought into our minds a sea of jostling
faces of dead comrades”.
The signing of the Armistice elicited little or no comment
in the official records, although there was later comment in the Divisional
history, “Every year since 1914 it had been declared that peace was to come
before Christmas. The prophetic optimist had perhaps a harder task during 1918
to convert others to his views than in any previous year. But peace now had
really come, and his reputation as a seer had been vindicated. “What did I tell
yer; didn’t I say last June that this ‘ere war wouldn’t last beyond
Christmas?”. “Yes, he did that”, agree a chorus of enthusiastic converts; “E’s
a wonderful thinker is Old Nobby!”. Now forgotten were Nobby’s prophecies at
Aldershot in 1914 and at Bois Grenier in the following year; his visions of
triumph after Le Sars, and his stout declarations in the misery of mud and
shell fire on the Passchandaele Ridge that, “these Bosches are about finished;
they’ll throw their hand in before Christmas”. Even if remembered, none will
grudge him his place among the prophets, for Nobby, like the greatest of these,
had not believed so much in the truth of these forecasts as in his power to
raise the spirits of his comrades”.
2Lt. Bernard Garside
(see 5th November)
recalled how some of the officers of the Battalion celebrated news of the
armistice, “When we got to know that Germany had surrendered we were very
excited of course. That night, as we sat in our Company mess, there was a
banging on the door after dinner and in marched the officers of another company
in fancy dress. They carried brushes and shovels ‘at the slope’ and all sorts
of weird instruments and the fattest man of all was dressed up in the clothes
of an Italian woman and he was also drunk – very merry and good tempered – but
drunk. They trooped in, about six of them, and said, “Come on chaps, to the HQ
mess. It’s up to the Colonel to stand a drink!”. We joined them, except the
Company Commander, and settled in the officers of another company. Then we went
down the hill to the HQ mess, formed up in a semi-circle around the door and
sang,
‘There was a little hen and it had a wooden leg,
the best little hen that ever laid an egg.
It laid more eggs than any hen upon the farm.
And another little drink wouldn’t do us any harm’
Well, we had only sung one verse when the door opened and,
instead of bringing drinks, there stood the Adjutant (Capt. Leonard Norman Phillips MC, see 9th
November) looking solemn. He said, “The Colonel desires you to
return to your billets, gentlemen”. We saw we had done the wrong thing in the
Colonel’s estimation and off we went. I’m afraid the others forgot the drunken
man and I had to half carry him back up the hill. Wasn’t I tired!”
On the very day that the
Armistice with Germany was signed, Thomas Perks received a telegram informing
him that his son, Capt. Bob Perks
DSO (see 7th November),
had been killed in action.
Image by kind permission of Janet Hudson |
Capt. Dick Bolton
MC (see 2nd October)
re-joined the Battalion following thirty days’ leave to England
L.Cpl. Martin
Reddington (see 18th
August) was promoted Acting Corporal.
L.Sgt. George Heeley
(see 20th September) and Pte.
Alfred Ellis (see 26th August) were discharged from hospital in
Marseilles and posted to the Base Depot at Arquata Scrivia.
Pte. John George
Inshaw (see 8th August),
serving at the Trench Mortar School at Arquata Scrivia, was posted to 273rd
Employment Company at GHQ, Italy.
Pte. Stanley
Barker (see 30th
September), who had been under treatment at Bradford War Hospital having
been admitted, suffering from scabies, while on home leave, was posted to 3DWR
at North Shields. However, he failed to report as instructed and would be
reported absent without leave.
Mrs. Sarah Jane West, widow of Maj. Herbert St. John Carr West (see
27th October), who had died of wounds on 27th
October, made a personal visit to the War Office in connection with her late
husband’s estate. A note was made of the nature of the visit,
“Mrs Carr, widow, called to enquire about personal effects
and will. She said that her husband made a will about two years ago, but that
his solicitor (his uncle) hesitated to prove it in case there might be a later
one. She seemed to think that for some reason her husband’s relations might try
to get the better of her. Told her that I could not lay my hands on the papers,
but that we would make enquiries and communicate with her later, adding that
the enquiries would probably take some time. I understood her to say that the
officer died in Italy on 27th October. She thinks he was probably
recorded as West, Carr being part of his Christian name”.
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