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T. C. Bridges. On Land and Sea at the Dardanelles
On Land and Sea at the Dardanelles
Table of Contents
LIST OF PHOTOGRAPHS
At the Dardanelles
CHAPTER I. THE OPEN PORT
'Ken flung himself on the signaller.'
CHAPTER II. THE LAST OF THE 'CARDIGAN CASTLE'
'He sprang into the water.'
A friendly salute in passing
The landing party at Sari Bair reached the beach covered by the fire of their own guns
CHAPTER III. THE LANDING
'He drove his bayonet at a dark figure.'
CHAPTER IV. A RUSE OF WAR
Stores, horses, and munitions were being landed on V. beach
Magnificent work was done by the landing parties in their advance inland
'"How many are there of you in the pit?"'
CHAPTER V. PROMOTION
'"My German friend isn't exactly in climbing trim."'
CHAPTER VI. GUNS!
'"Hurrah, a plane at last!" said Ken.'
CHAPTER VII 'LIZZIE' LETS LOOSE
'"'Tis only Lizzie opening the ball."'
Within No. 1 Fort at Cape Helles in the Dardanelles
Tired out, the soldier was sleeping on a bed of live shells
CHAPTER VIII. THE HUNTERS HUNTED
'The strain on Ken's arms was awful.'
CHAPTER IX. THE BATTLE BY ROCKS
Tins and barbed wire are cut up in the Dardanelles as 'filling' for bombs
Our gallant bluejackets cheered the return of the triumphant submarine after her wonderful achievement
'A rock avalanche was roaring down the steep.'
CHAPTER X. PRISONERS
'Roy brought them down on the man's head.'
CHAPTER XI. THE FIRING PARTY
'All, even Henkel, glanced upwards.'
CHAPTER XII. ABOVE THE NARROWS
"That's either Fort Degetman or Kalis Bahr."
Our boys bring in a Turkish sniper, who by the ample use of foliage has turned himself into a sort of Jack-in-the-Green
Reinforcements of Turkish artillery and machine gun batteries to bar the passage of our boys in khaki
CHAPTER XIII. THE SWEEPERS
'"She's leaking like a sieve."'
When the men return from the trenches, they find sea-bathing most pleasant
French and British sailors are friends in play-time as in war-time
CHAPTER XIV. G 2
'"Hallo! Hallo! Who's that?"'
CHAPTER XV. KEN MEETS AN OLD FRIEND
'Ken sprang over.'
CHAPTER XVI. TACKLING THE TROOPER
'A black-browed officer came to the rail.'
'Ken's hand gripped that of father.'
CHAPTER XVII. THE BOARDING PARTY
'On every side revolvers were cracking.'
CHAPTER XVIII. RUNNING THE GAUNTLET
'Up shot a sheet of crimson flame.'
CHAPTER XIX. IN THE NICK OF TIME
'The deck-house melted in a shower of splinters.'
