WOUNDED SOLDIERS AT CRAWLEY COTTAGE HOSPITAL, May 1915.

The Committee of Crawley and Ifield Cottage Hospital having placed eight beds at the disposal of the authorities, the first batch of invalid soldiers arrived on Sunday, half a dozen being brought in a motor car from Brighton. Some had been badly wounded in battle, whilst others were cases of appendicitis and adenoids, for which operations had been performed prior to their arrival at Crawley.

The two most serious cases are those of Prvt. Berry, of the Kings own Royal Lancashire’s, and Srgt. Glover, of 2^nd Cheshire Regiment, both of whom telling thrilling stories of their awful experiences at the Front. Srgt. Glover, who lives at Nantwich and is 35, has 17 years service to his credit. He served throughout the South Africa campaign and was wounded. He went to France in August and after various engagements was wounded in the mouth by a bullet in September. He was invalided home and returned to the Front in December, being again wounded in the ankle by shrapnel shell. Subsequently Srgt. Glover received terrible injuries to the eye and face and a piece of shell, an inch square, is still embedded in his left cheek.

Prvt. Berry has injuries to his legs, arms and chest, and most of his wounds were received while he was attending fallen comrades. He went to the Front early in August and took part in the battles of Mons, Marne, Aisne, Lys and other places, and was wounded at Le Touruet on December 26^th, receiving a bullet wound in each leg and bayonet scratches in the arm and left side. He returned to England and again went abroad in February. In May he was wounded again, receiving a bullet in the arm, which smashed the bone, and another bullet, which entered his chest, went right through one of his lungs and came out at the back. These terrible wounds were inflicted at a moment when he was dressing the wounds of others. Both men can tell vivid stories of the battles and they can confirm the atrocities alleged against the Germans, but space forbids their recapitulation here.

Despite the severity of their wounds the men are extremely cheerful and full of gratitude for the kindness and consideration shown them by the Matron and her willing staff at the Cottage Hospital. Occasional motor rides are being provided for them and these are, of course, much enjoyed; and the remainder of time is spent in the garden at the rear of the hospital, where they sit and smoke and recount to each other their individual experiences.

Charlie's Letter Home from the Front

Prvt. Charlie Dumsday, of Crawley, sends us a letter from the Front, dated 12^th inst. After referring to his passage over, Prvt. Dumsday says: “We marched to a rest camp in Rouen, which we left in the following morning, for the station, and where we entrained and travelled, via Amines, to Valenciennes. We then marched through Baray to Mons, where we found the British troops in action. Our ambulance and bearers left us to collect the wounded, the remainder of us having to retire. We found the dressing station just cooking dinner. We were expecting a good meal, when, just as it was served up, the order came for us to retire, as the Germans were upon us, so we were done out of our dinner. You may be sure there were very nasty remarks made about the Germans for that.

 

We retired again through Baray and saw a German Taube brought down, after a good deal of maxim and rifle fire at it. We still had to retire, marching day and night. We wondered why we were doing so at all, but the infantry could tell a tale, as they lost heavily, according to the reports we heard; but after the stragglers had been collected the losses were not so heavy as had first been the story. We halted for the night, but at dawn the next morning the Germans were on us again and we had to march off pretty quickly. Heavy firing was going on behind us. We saw a fight in the air that day, when one of our aviators brought down a Taube. The German Taube machine has curved back wings and looked exactly like a hawk after a swallow, but never really got above it. We heard a shot and the Taube staggered and glided down, when the wounded aviator was captured. It was a wonderful sight and looked like to great birds.

 

We marched on all day and about 4pm heard heavy firing and saw shrapnel. We thought it was a small cavalry action, but it soon developed into something worse, for the cavalry began to come in. We were very near the end of the column which had just passed through. We rattled along and afterwards had a meal and slept the night on the pavement. It was only an hours sleep, but the pavement was hard – like a feather bed, I don’t think.

 

Next morning we were told the Germans were on us again. Their high explosive shells make a fearful noise, one cannot imagine what it is like, but their bark is worse than their bite, I think. I am quite well and all the boys with me. I am hoping to see some Crawley boys before long. We have a few prisoners at times and they say ‘why don’t you give up? You know you are beat.’ That is what they think, but I don’t. We’ve got a few men this side yet and some more coming up. I am sorry I can’t say no more about the war; I don’t dare. The north of France is very cold yet. Well, I want to thank the ladies of Crawley for their parcel. It was indeed very nice of you. We all had a taste – the best cake out here yet from Crawley. So I must say goodbye to all at Crawley for this time. Hope to be home soon.”

Two Crawley Lads at Letouret Memorial

 

 

A LOCAL SOLDIER KILLED. - We regret to announce the death of Private W. G. Wright, of the County of London Rifles, who was wounded sometime since during action. The sad news has just been officially conveyed to his mother; and for her the utmost sympathy will be felt in the loss of her only son. Private Wright was an old Blue Coat Boy, but his home was at Waverley, Crawley. Wright was 25.

A CRAWLEY MAN WOUNDED. – Bomb. George Miller, 58^th battery RFA, has been unfortunate enough to sustain a very severe wound. On 7^th December Bomb. Miller was in a house which came under shell fire, with the result that a piece of shell stripped the tips of his fingers, and, travelling upwards, ripped open his arm and finally lodged in the muscle. The wounded man is hoping to shortly arrive in England.

DEATH AT THE FRONT. – News has reached Crawley last Saturday – a month after if happened of the death of Private. R. Hilder, of 2^nd Royal Sussex, who was killed in action. The deceased soldier formerly lived at Crawley, and with the relatives, who still reside in Malt House Road, much sympathy will be felt in their bereavement.

Then on 16^th February 1915 Private Frederick Hedger also of 2^nd Battalion Royal Sussex was killed in action near Cuinchy at the age of 25. It was reported in the local newspapers that – News has come to hand, though not officially, of the death in action of Mr Hedger, of Albany Road, Crawley, a reservist, who was called up at the commencement of the war. The deceased was a baker in the employ of Messrs. Newport, and he leaves a widow and two children. A soldier friend has communicated the sad news, he having attended Private Hedger’s funeral in France. Much sympathy will be expressed for the bereaved.

The soldier friend mentioned above may have attended Frederick Hedgers funeral but his grave must have been lost in the subsequent fighting as his name appears on a panel of the Letouret Memorial. By one of those very strange coincidences his name appears on the same panel, two names above that of Roland Hilder.

Two brave Crawley men who made the ultimate sacrifice for their home and their country, who must have known each other in Crawley as well as serving in the same battalion their graves lost for all time have the small crumb of comfort that their names are together on the same panel of the Letouret Memorial.  

IMPRESSIVE MILITARY FUNERAL AT CRAWLEY

 

DEATH OF MR C. KENNETH MITCHELL.

Not for years has the death of a local person occasioned so much sorrow, and drawn forth such profound sympathy, as has characterised the passing away of Charles Kenneth Mitchell, the only son of Mr and Mrs C. J. Mitchell, of Post Office Road, Crawley. The deceased was a popular son of a popular family, was known by everybody and loved by all, and the news of his death came as a great shock.

Soon after the formation of the Southdown Battalion of the Royal Sussex Regiment, Kenneth joined that body with other Crawley friends and had been spending a happy time at Cooden Camp, near Bexhill, and only a few weeks ago he secured his first stripe, giving him the rank of Lance Corporal.

Suddenly he was stricken with an illness which developed cerebro-spinal meningitis and, despite the best medical attention and nursing, he breathed his last on Friday February 5^th in a hospital near the camp. Naturally his parents, who were with him to the last, were broken hearted and in their great and unexpected bereavement they have received the heart felt sympathy of all their friends. This, to some extent, has lightened the burden, but the blow has indeed been a terrible one and Mr Mitchell was so ill that he could not attend the funeral.

Kenneth Mitchell was a thorough sportsman and he was a member of all the local cricket and football clubs, both at Crawley and Three Bridges. He was an active member, too, and one whose play, whether at football or cricket, was watched by many enthusiasts. It was his close association with all the sporting clubs with the district that made Ken, so well known and popular, and that popularity had spread far beyond the immediate district of Crawley. He was equally enthusiastic as a soldier and was keen at having a pop at the Germans. This opportunity to do still greater service for his Country has been nipped in the bud by his untimely death, but his life has nevertheless been sacrificed in his country’s cause.

The body was brought home to Crawley in a motor hearse on Monday and the funeral took place on Wednesday afternoon in the Crawley parish church yard. There was a very large and sympathetic crowd, the largest seen for many years at a local funeral. Military honours were accorded and the ceremony was of the most impressive character. The polished oak coffin was practically covered with a union jack and was borne from the house to the church on the shoulders of uniformed comrades, preceded by a firing party with arms reversed.

Following the coffin walked N.C.Os carrying beautiful floral tributes, and behind them four of the deceased’s comrades carried a bier, which was completely covered with wreaths and other lovely floral tokens of sympathy and sorrow. Major the Hon. Neville Lytton and Lieut. Page walked next and behind marched the Crawley boy Scouts these being followed by he family mourners. The rear was brought by a contingent of the Manchester Regiment (now stationed at Three Bridges), under Sergeant Gale, these being followed by the general body of mourners – amongst whom was my great grandfather Herbert Cook. On the coffin was the inscription, ‘Charles Kenneth Mitchell, Born 1^st Oct 1889, died 5^th February, 1915.’

After the rendering of the final hymn the usual three volleys were fired over the grave and the Last Post was sounded by the buglers, this ending a ceremony which was extremely impressive and full of sadness.