OLDHAM 'PALS' WAR RECORD
(during their months on the Somme in 1916)
by
Sergeant Harry Bradley, 24th Manchester Regiment, (Comrades)
and published as a series of articles in the 'Oldham Standard',
in 1919.
PRIVATIONS IN THE MUD
PIONEER WORK AND ITS RISKS
A GALLANT OFFICER'S AWARD
BLUFFING THE GERMANS
Part VII
There were no regrets in the hearts of the men
leaving Pozieres. The stay of three weeks or a month there had
not by any means been been in the nature of a holiday. On the
other hand, it had been one of the most uncomfortable and unwelcome
tours the men had so far experienced. The deplorable state of
the ground was perhaps the main cause of the discomfort. To
the civilian mind it is hardly conceivable what a distressing
effect six or eight inches of mud have on troops, especially
when it is necessary to be plodding through it, working in it,
and perhaps sleeping in it every days for a few weeks. There
were, however, other factors which made the stay at Pozieres
unenviable. These were the lack of reasonable accommodation,
the scarcity of rations, the shortage of blankets during the
cold nights, the continuous bad weather, and the superabundance
of heavy gruelling work the battalion was given to do. These
things, along with the frequent and unwelcome attention paid
by the enemy's artillery, did not tend to make the sojourn in
this particular area happy or cheerful. Small wonder, therefore,
that the order to pack up and quit the vicinity was received
with thankfulness. Seldom are 'moves' from one place to another
appreciated by 'Tommies' on active service. The prospect of
a long weary march, carrying the heavy equipment and pack and
the ever present chance of being dumped in any old shack or
shanty - mis-named a 'billet' - at the end of the march is one
with no allurements for the average soldier. But there are occasions
when the exception proves the rule, and the order for a move
is gladly received. Such was the case at Pozieres. The men knew
that it was a hundred to one chance against their being placed
under more disadvantageous circumstances at the other end, so
the usual 'grouse', which is recognised as a soldier's privilege,
was not heard. The battalion was to proceed to a locality styled
Paisley Dump. this was neither a town, village or hamlet, and
I doubt whether it can boast a place on the map. In reality
Paisley Dump was just a line of dug-outs not very far from the
villages of Hamel and Beaumont Hamel. Leaving Pozieres, the
battalion marched overland through fields, more or less mud-covered,
and made a bee-line for Paisley Dump.
It was a wearying march. The mud clung to the
man's feet and made marching a toil. In such circumstances the
weight of the equipment one carries appears to grow heavier
every few minutes until by the time one reaches one's destination
it feels like a mountain of lead on one's back. Paisley Dump
was hardly of such a commodious or inviting a nature that even
the most optimistic could call it select. But whatever its qualities
or failures were, the men were glad to arrive there and throw
off their equipment and rest a while. With their usual adaptability
the battalion settled down and made their quarters as comfortable
as possible, and after a meal rolled themselves in their blankets
and slept the sleep of tired and weary men. At this place the
battalion came under the orders of the 19th Division, and did
good work for them digging communication and advanced trenches.
The day prior to the battalion's arrival at Paisley Dump the
19th division, along with a famous naval division, under the
command of Brigadier-General Freyburg, had made an attack on
the enemy's lines and had been entirely successful. From appearances
a short distance away from the battalion's dug-outs it was evident
that it had been an encounter of a most desperate character.
The unburied bodies of hundreds of dead Germans and British
soldiers lay about and the whole was a scene of chaos and ruin.
It was in this fight that Brigadier-General Freyburg (then a
Lieut.-Colonel) won his V.C. He was an officer with a remarkable
reputation for fearlessness and bravery, and possessed many
coveted honours which had been won at great risk as could be
observed from his numerous wound stripes.
Capt. Geo. Barlow Dempsey, M.C., of Middleton
was formerly the adjutant of the Pals Battalion. He
served in England as a lieutenant and musketry officer
to the battalion, and on embarkation to France was
appointed adjutant. this position he held until the
latter part of 1916, when he was transferred to the
20th Battalion Manchester Regiment. Capt. Dempsey,
who has been demobilised only a few weeks, won the
M.C. and bar for gallantry in France.
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Major Walter Wall, who was a company
commander in the Battalion for a considerable period
whilst in France. Later he joined the staff of the 7th
Division, and after a length of time as Divisional Claims
Officer, he was appointed Deputy Assistant Provost Marshal.
He is a son of the late Stephen Wall, of Oldham.
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The battalion had a stay of less than a week at
Paisley dump and during that time they did a great deal of hard
work. It was a two hours march to the front line from the dug-outs;
the men worked a full eight hours on the work in hand, and then
marched two hours back to camp. The men had to carry their own
tools to and from their work in addition to their rifles and
equipment and the work performed was of a very heavy nature.
It will therefore be seen that very little rest fell to the
lot of the men about this time, and the strain was beginning
to tell on the men of a weaker physique. Many men and officers
were obliged to go to hospital and in 'A' Company the loss of
officers was so large that at one time only one officer, Lieut.
Bateman, was left to carry out the work. A word of praise is
due for this young and able officer, who performed almost superhuman
work about this period whilst in charge of the company. He was
admired and almost worshipped by his men, who would follow him
anywhere and stick to a job and finish it no matter how dangerous
or distasteful the work might be.
On November 22nd the battalion made a move, proceeding
to Mailly-Maillet Wood, near to the village of that name. Owing
to the heavy rains the ground was still in a very muddy state,
and on the fringe of the wood where the battalion encamped it
was several inches deep. In this the men had to erect bivouacs
or shelters of some description, and it was a lucky man who
was fortunate enough to 'scrounge' a tent.
Whilst the battalion had been wandering round
Shamrock Tree, Pozieres, Paisley Dump, and Mailly-Maillet Wood,
the 7th Division had been marching down from Belgium to the
the area around about the wood in which the 'Pals' were now
encamped, so that the battalion now came under the orders of
its own Division. This fact was pleasing to all, because every
'Tommy' knows that a battalion is not received or treated in
that spirit of friendship or generosity by another Division,
such as it can command from its own. When attached to 'outside'
Divisions, a Battalion always receives the hard and dirty work,
whilst within its own division that work is shared out with
a reasonable amount of fairness. Therefore, it was a cheerful
reunion to be again with the "good old 7th Division."
With the knowledge that it was probable that a
stay of considerable length would be made at Mailly-Maillet
Wood, the commanding officer (Lieut.-Colonel Chadwick) early
made preparations for the better housing of his men. It was
decided to build a camp of ample proportions, with large huts
of the 'Nissen Bow' type. These are huts of semi-circular shape,
constructed of wood and with a corrugated iron outside covering.
With the addition of a small stove, these erections can be made
into extremely comfortable living places. The component parts
or the huts were secured, and the men set to work to build them
under the supervision of the pioneer sergeant. In a very short
time the locality was transformed from a field of mud, spotted
with irregular rows of bivouacs and tents, into a splendid camp
with lines of comfortable huts of regular size and dimensions.
All round the camp, and on the most traversed parts, tracks
of trench boards (for 'duck' boards) were laid, so that it was
possible to walk from one end of the camp to the other without
sinking ankle deep in liquid mud. When the camp had been completed
it was christened 'Oldham Camp. and a large sign-board bearing
that name was erected at the entrance to the camp. The name
of Mailly-Maillet Wood was forgotten and the title of 'Oldham
Camp was adopted by all.
The battalion were set to work on the new line
of trenches won by the Naval Division in front of Beaumont Hamel.
The line was in a terribly bad state owing to the heavy battering
it had received at the hands of the artillery, and there was
as a consequence a great amount of work to be done to make it
reasonably fit for occupation and to make it strong enough as
a position of defence. From the 'Oldham Camp' to the new front
line was a matter of four or five kilometres, and the road to
it lay by way of the village of Mailly-Maillet, Auchonvillers,
and through the ruins of Beaumont Hamel. some battalions of
the 7th Division were holding the line round this area, and
daily they were subject to heavy 'straffes' by the enemy artillery.
The 'Pals' Battalion had both the left and right sectors to
keep in repair, and owing to the constant severe bombardments
it was no light task. The march from the camp to the line, carrying
equipment, rifles and tools was sufficiently hard owing to the
terrible state of the ground. A new front line was dug , and
strengthened and raised trench boards were laid in the trenches.
It was with the idea of drainage that the raised 'duck-board'
method was adopted, and it also obviated the men holding the
line from standing ankle deep in water and mud. Two companies
of the battalion also worked on the famous 'Y Ravine' at Beaumont
Hamel, wiring and laying overland tracks.
On several occasions whilst going up to the line
and whilst working on the trench system the men were subjected
to heavy artillery fire and gas shelling. Especially was this
the case one evening when 'D' Company were proceeding along
the Beaumont Hamel Road en route for the line. A hurricane of
gas shells came hurtling over from the enemy lines, and exploded
with that queer, soft 'bang' peculiar to shells of that nature
on both sides of the road in proximity to the company. Quickly
the fumes spread, and soon the men were feeling the ill-effects
of the terrible gas. It was practically impossible to proceed
as three-quarters of the men were coughing and rubbing their
eyes owing to the fumes having got into their throats and eyes.
The 'about-turn' order was therefore given and the men were
marched back to Mailly-Maillet where there lay a field ambulance.
At this place all the men were examined by the medical officers
and the worst cases were sent off to hospital whilst the remainder
were sent back to camp to rest for a day or two.
Later an attack by another Manchester Battalion
having as its objective Munich Trench, was successful after
a stern struggle. On both sides the casualties were fairly heavy
and the artillery activity was more than usually severe. A section
of the 'Pals' battalion were detailed to follow up the attack
and consolidate the trenches won and to lay a trench board track
from the old front line to the new line. This, of course, was
a task in which concealment from the enemy was practically impossible.
Therefore, when the men had only been a short time on the job
they were observed by the enemy who opened fire with his artillery
and machine guns. The men gamely stuck to their work despite
the danger from the falling shells and managed to complete the
job with light casualties - only two men being killed and four
or five wounded.
Both Capt. Batemen and Capt. H. Clark were awarded
the Military Cross about this period for conspicuous bravery
and general good work. Capt. Clark was instrumental in capturing
a number of Germans by a smart piece of bluff. He was out in
'no man's land', late one night with a party of men working
on the defences, when a number of Germans made an attack and
called upon them to surrender. Capt. Clark, who could speak
German with considerable fluency, covered the leading Germans
with his revolver and warned them that he had a battalion of
men near at hand ready to appear at a moment's notice. It was
impossible for them to attempt to retire, he said, and advised
them to surrender. After a few moments deliberation they decided
to 'come quietly', and were disarmed. Great was their chagrin
when they discovered they had been bluffed and that only a handful
of English Tommies were waiting to take them over.
The second Christmas spent abroad by the battalion
approached and another happy Yuletide was spent.
Transcription - Sheila Goodyear