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Harrogate Herald - 16th May 1917

To Our Boys on Service

Dear Chaps,

We had a military funeral in Harrogate, yesterday, of a soldier you may know, whose death occurred under unusual circumstances. Private A E Hart, of Mayfield Terrace, joined the MT, ASC, in January of this year. He was in training somewhere in the South. At 6 o'clock on Saturday morning a policeman in the North-Eastern Station at Leeds found him very ill, and immediately sent for a doctor. The soldier died shortly after the physician came. Hart had been granted leave, and reached Leeds on his way home early in the morning, and was waiting for the Harrogate train. An inquest was later held in Leeds, and the medical evidence showed that he died from coma-pneumonia followed by pleurisy - "natural causes". For sixteen years the lad worked for the Harrogate Gas Company, and twenty years was a member of the Harrogate Temperance Band. He leaves a wife, two children, and a mother. Prior to him coming on leave the wife had a letter from her husband saying he expected to be home by the last train from Leeds on Friday. at 2pm on Saturday she received a telegram stating that the husband had died suddenly at Leeds Railway Station. Hart was one of those men whom everybody regarded with esteem. He was 37 years of age. I am sorry to say the good wife will be under the necessity of working to bring up her children. I hope, however, that assistance will be forthcoming from the Government, and that the path of the bereaved family may be smooth. That remains to be seen. The mother is not in a position to help, I think, as she has to work for her living. You will probably find in the Herald, today, a picture of Hart, which may call him to your mind, if your memories have not already done so.

We have a good friend in Boulogne, who is most willing to visit any Harrogate and district soldiers who may be in hospital there. If my readers will let me know the names and addresses of such, I will forward them to the friend in question.

It is only Thursday, and I have commenced your letter. I was obliged to do so, because I go away next Monday, and must see my "stuff" in type before I go. We have been wanting rain for the allotment gardens and the farmers very badly for some days. I am glad to say as I write a gentle shower is falling. It commenced this morning about 8 o'clock with just a few drops, then there was a lull, but now it looks a little more like a real rain. I hope it may be a fairly copious one, because it means to agriculture, and that in turn signified better harvest and more food for the people.

The young wife of the airman who was lost in the river at Knaresborough, not far from the 200 yards firing point of the Knaresborough Volunteers, and close to Birkham Wood, stopped in Harrogate ever since that distressing accident. Each day she spent hours walking along the riverside in hopes of discovering the form of her beloved husband. Every effort has been made to drag the river and recover the body, but with no avail. You will probably have seen last week that the remains have been found. The long vigil of the wife was at length rewarded, for she it was who discovered the body floating in the Nidd.

You Harrogate lads, when at home, have doubtless noticed the flower sellers at the Sulphur Well and in James Street. You will probably know by sight Patsy Donovan's wife, who carried on quite a business in this line. You will also have seen a man assisting her. His name was J W Dixon. He enlisted in July, 1915. well, he is now a soldier, and has been attacked in the Front by trench feet. At first in hospital in France, he was next transferred to London. He arrived home on Wednesday at 3 o'clock, and immediately came to see me. He still has a bit of a limp, and doesn't look so very strong. Moreover, he is 46 years of age, so I should imagine that he is likely to be given a lighter job, possibly at home. With him out in France was Sergeant-Major Horner, Sergeant Cole, and Sergeant Jackson, all of whom he talked to me about. His leave is for ten days; after that he will probably have to report to his depot. I often wonder how these lads do who are discharged from hospital. You know, they get no pay whilst there; it is deferred, and they have to wait until it is sent to them. I questioned Dixon on this point, and found that he had not the ready cash. However, I was able to tide him over until he received his arrears of pay. Mind you, the man did not ask me for any assistance at all. I suspected how it would be, and drew the facts from him. Dixon is a single man and on his own resources. I hope he will soon get strong again, for, as you know, trench feet are troublesome things. It speaks well for him at this age he should have volunteered for service. I can assure you he had gone through a good deal, for I have seen the list of affairs that he has been in. I had forgotten that he had only just then come in by train, so when I asked him if Harrogate didn't look nice, he smiled and replied that he "hadn't seen much of it, so far". I hope he will see a good deal of it, and derive comfort and enjoyment from being at home, even for ten days.

You boys know that the Germans are very downy birds. They are up to another adroit move, which, I think, we all ought to be able to understand. The motive undoubtedly is to frighten our people at home, in order that they will cry out for the peace which the Germans are so longing for. To me, it is evident, it is a case of German frightfulness intended to frighten us at home into doing something that we should never think of doing, and that is, cry out for peace before the time. A Harrogate gentleman, who is in a large way of business in Leeds, received a letter from two of his old employees giving a pitiful tale of their treatment by the Germans, pointing out that they have been put into the fire zone, and are threatened by our own guns. They complain of shortness of food and other sufferings. They ask their old employer to make the state of their case known, and to use his personal influence to have this treatment stopped. They say the Germans explain their action towards these men by calling it retaliation, because, as the Huns say, their prisoners are put in our firing zone - which we all know to be untrue.

This is the letter : "I am taking the liberty of writing to you on behalf of myself and companion, who are two of your old employees, and my other comrades, who are now prisoners-of-war, to ask your help. We are very badly treated, having very little food, and practically no bed to lie on, and we are given to understand that this state of things is due to our Government not replying to a request by the German Government to remove German prisoners out of the fire zone. They have put us within range of our own guns, and have given us nothing in the way of clothing. Half of the fellows are very poorly clad. We have only had one drink of coffee, and nothing to eat for 36 hours, and the weather here is very cold, snow having fallen nearly the whole of today (March 27th). We would like to ask you to make this state of affairs public, so that it may be remedied, and to ask you for your personal help in this urgent matter".

This letter appeared in Wednesday's "Yorkshire Evening Post". I heard of it today (Thursday). Not long after I received the following letter sent by another British prisoner in Germany to his Harrogate sister. In that letter the writer says : "I am sorry to say I am in Russia, near the firing zone, and likely to remain until our government removes German prisoners from our firing zones".

It is rather singular that two such complaints should be allowed to come through with German permission, because, of course, they would not be sent without. The Huns do nothing without an ulterior purpose. Do you doubt now what that purpose is? If these two letters have come through it is highly probable that many others in a similar strain have reached our country.

No doubt both these writers have been instructed what to say. The request for publication looks decidedly suspicious. If these tales are spread about they may have their effect upon kind-hearted people who do not see in them their real purpose. By that means, it is conceivable some of the weaker of our people might cry out for peace at all costs. It is remarkable that the second letter, so far as I can see, does not bear the address of a town near the Russian front. British prisoners in Germany who write these letters do not know or see through the German game. As for the German-made charge against our authorities, we at home often read of how on finding the German prisoners were within the range of fire our people have hurried them away to a safe distance. No! depend upon it this is no grievance that the Germans want redressing. They want peace, and it is that desire which is prompting them to broadcast this story of their frightfulness.

We have a linotype machine standing idle, because we have lost the man who worked it before he was called up for the Army. That same man is now Gunner W Wiley, of the RGA, stationed with a battery in Scotland. He went there after a fortnight at Ripon. Wiley came in to see me this morning, and I was glad to hear him say he was "never better" and enjoying the life. His comrades include H Gill, who was formerly employed at Mr A Preston's picture frame shop in Oxford Street; A Bell, of New Park, who worked at Standing's; and Wood, Oatlands Mount, formerly employed at the Post Office, West Park; Robson, another Harrogate lad, was with Wiley in another battery. Wiley's military experience has certainly improved his physical appearance. He is as straight as a die, and looks the picture of health. It is gratifying when the boys take to it like that, isn't it? his linotype machine is still idle, for it is impossible to get a new hand. That machine standing idle is costing us £300 a year; still we do not grumble. We have all to do our bit, in our various ways.

You will see in the Gossip today a nice idea which concerns you boys closely. Mr Rickinson, of Spencer House, Devonshire Place, spent lat year £10 in flowers for his front garden. Instead of doing that this year he has sent me a cheque for the amount to supply such wants of you boys as I may think most pressing. He has left it to my discretion. You sportsmen, particularly in football, will know Mr Rickinson by repute, for he has been a liberal and consistent supporter of this and other sports throughout his residence in Harrogate. I am indebted to him, to his good wife and daughter, for much help in providing things required by you lads. They have helped to make my work easy and joyous. When anyone sends me anything for you, I am a deal happier than if someone should happen to have given me a handsome present for myself. From this you will gather how much pleasure I get out of the little things I try to do.

You will be glad to see that George Carrick is recovering nicely from his wounds. It is a long time since another of the Carricks came fresh from Canada to see me. I never thought as we chatted so pleasantly that it would be the last time that I should see that boy, but perhaps you will remember he fell in action, giving his all to his country. I am glad he came to see me, for his memory will dwell with me always. You see, I knew his mother from girlhood, therefore I have further cause to remember her dear son.

There was another letter in the "Yorkshire Post" from a British prisoner in Germany, relating the same story to which I have referred in a paragraph above. So, you see my suspicion that there will be many such letters in the country seems to be well founded.

One London paper the other day had a head-line saying, "No more rope for Tino". Another London paper asks, "Why on earth shouldn't the traitor be allowed to get his desserts?".

For fear you haven't had the information, I must tell you that the mayor and Mayoress have done splendid work for our local charities.. for instance, the Infirmary was in debt to the extent of £3,000. they raised over £4,000 to clear off the deficit, and leave something in hand. Lately they have raised over £1,200 to clear off a debt of £1,000 on the Yorkshire Home for Incurables, which, as you know, perhaps, is situated in Cornwall Road. They have done something more than this for the Home. They have induced many people at a distance as well as in Harrogate to become annual subscribers.

I dare say rumours have reached you about German prisoners passing through Harrogate, and being met at the station by women with refreshments. The report passed from ear to ear, and excited considerable indignation. I want to give you the explanation of that story in defence of the patriotism of our townspeople. The refreshments these prisoners had were paid for by themselves and ordered in advance. The women who took the refreshments to the prisoners were from the station refreshment room. So, you see, when we come to know the facts we find that there has been no occasion for indignation. We have heard another story just as capable of explanation, but I will not repeat it. I may say, however, it was reported that prisoners in interment camps were having potatoes, whilst the general public were going without. This too, is incorrect. The responsible authorities are not quite so weak and foolish as some people are inclined to believe.

News paper has gone up three farthings [A farthing was a quarter of 1d. There were 240d to £1. Therefore 1 farthing was 1/960th of a £1] a pound in price. The shortage is no less.

While I have been Dictaphoning it is Sunday morning. During the night we had more rain and in larger quantities. The sun is out now, nice and warm. I should think nothing could be better than these weather conditions for growing crops.

I have just received a "blind man's postcard", otherwise field card, and the sender has forgotten to cross out any of the lines. There they all remain, contradicting each other. If you want to see the effect of this, just look at one of those blank cards, and imagine us receiving one. This is how it reads : "I am quite well. I have been admitted to hospital. Sick and am going on well. Wounded and hope to be discharged soon. I am being sent down to the base. I have received your letter, telegram, parcel. Letter follows at the first opportunity. I have received no letter from you lately, for a long time". Such information tales sorting out, doesn't it?

Just before leaving Stanley Laycock. Of RNAS, gave me a call. He is the younger son of the late Mr T and Mrs Laycock, of Harrogate. There was a tinge of sadness in his visit, as he had been brought home by the death of his uncle, who passed away on Sunday morning at 7 o'clock. Stanley's brother, Reff Laycock, it will be remembered, was over from France a short while ago, and was unable to get leave again. Stanley is engaged in chasing German submarines, having joined the Navy for four years since the war began, and has nearly finished two years service. He joined up with young Dixon, son of Mr F W Dixon, the ex-Borough Waterworks Engineer. Stanley has the bright and breezy air characteristic of the sailor, and looks remarkably well.

Mr Wharton, of 7 Duncan Street, New Park, has had a letter from Acting CSM W E Rathke, informing him that his son, Sergeant O Wharton, failed to answer the roll call after recent operations in France, and fears he has been taken prisoner. If any of you boys can give Mr Wharton any further information he will be much relieved. A letter in another column tells how he was missed.

Many of you boys in your letters have enquired about or referred to the Valley Gardens. Only this (Monday) morning one correspondent did so. Well, you will be pleased to hear that Alderman Binns is keeping up our town's reputation by having them as smart and trim as ever. Just now the flower beds are a mass of bloom, daffodils and tulips of every hue are making a fine show in the ornamental portions, whilst the wallflowers have withstood the severe weather better than in any other part of the town, and will soon be in full bloom and diffusing their sweet fragrance. The Stray is verdant and beautiful after a thunderstorm last night, the trees that fringe it are bursting into leaf, and another week or so will bring us to the period when I consider Harrogate at its best - the trees in full fresh leaf.

I have had another case brought to me for investigation. It is that of Private William Pickard (West Yorks), who has been wounded. He wrote his parents at Cheltenham Mount, Harrogate, telling them to send his letters, etc., to the battalion, and they would be forwarded. Unfortunately, they have all been returned with the statement that they are unable to trace him. If any of you boys by this paragraph or his photo in our picture page can place him and let his parents

Still another request for information. Private J Stewart (West Yorks) was wounded on April 23rd, but no locality is stated. Mrs Stewart, 34 Studley Road, Harrogate, would be grateful for any information about her husband.

You boys will be just as pleased to read the following telegram as I was : "Harrogate Herald 12.15pm. British Naval Forces destroyed Zeppelin L22 in the North Sea this morning - PA".

Mrs Frank Sawbridge, whose husband, I regret to say, has fallen in action, would be glad to hear any particulars how he met his death, as none have reached her. A letter from any of his comrades, who saw him fall of know anything about his death, addressed to Mrs Frank Sawbridge, c/o Mr Webster, Kirk Hammerton, near York, would be most welcome.

Monday morning. Now I have finished, and am off to catch the 11 o'clock train. Farewell till next Sunday.

W H Breare

 

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