In the Port Chalmers Cemetery is a remarkable inscription - one of many of course. Lieutenant Colonel Arthur Bauchop, who "fell on Bauchop's Hill" in Gallipoli. Must have been quite a soldier, I thought on seeing it the first time, to have a hill on a battlefield named after him.
In fact, the hill was named for Bauchop while it was still in Turkish hands. It was named for him, and he and his men given the job of taking it. If I believed in fate and omens, I would be greatly impressed by the circumstance.
Arthur Bauchop was a career soldier. In my opinion, he could have been New Zealand's first home-born general. He was more than a competent army officer, he had that special ability to inspire his men to follow him to hell and back. And, on Gallipoli, they did.
Arthur grew up in Port Chalmers, and first enters the "Papers Past" record (apart from sporting reportage) at the age of 23.
Local and general
Dr Coughtrey, the local adviser of the Royal Humane Society, has received intimation that the council has awarded Mr Welby Earle Fisher a silver medal for his conduct in saving the life of Mr Simon some time ago at Seaview Beach; that a bronze medal has been awarded to Mr Edward Columb, who saved the life of a lady in the Waitaki; and that Mr Arthur Bauchop has been commended for his conduct in assisting in the rescue of a woman and child at Port Chalmers on the last occasion on which the Tainui was here. -Otago Witness, 6/9/1894.
As a competitive rower, Arthur would no doubt have been a good swimmer. He joined the Naval artillery Volunteers in 1897 and rose to the rank of Lieutenant. When the South African War called for Colonial volunteers, Arthur was enrolled at that rank in the 10th Company of the 4th New Zealand contingent.
LIEUTENANT A. BAUCHOP.
Lieutenant Arthur Bauchop was born at Port Chalmers in 1870, his father being Mr R. Bauchop, a very old and much respected settler in the district. He was educated at the Port Chalmers District School and Dunedin High School. Lieutenant Bauchop joined the Port Chalmers Naval Artillery in 1897, getting a commission. He applied for a commission with the Hotchkiss Battery attached to the No. 2 Contingent, and was disappointed in not getting away. Volunteering for the Fourth Contingent, he was at once given a commission as lieutenant, and is attached to No. 10 Company. -Star, 24/3/1900.
PRESENTATION TO LIEUTENANT BAUCHOP.
Lieutenant Arthur Bauchop, a Port Chalmers boy, was presented yesterday with a handsome fieldglass by the Port Chalmers Rowing Club, of which he has long been a prominent member. In making the presentation.
Mr John Mill, president of the club, expressed his pleasure at presenting the gift to Lieutenant Bauchop of a pair of fieldglasses. Mr Bauchop was one of themselves, a Port Chalmers native, and had advanced to the rank of lieutenant in the Port Chalmers Naval Artillery, since which he had been advanced to the rank of lieutenant in the fourth contingent. He knew his young friend Mr Bauchop would perform his duty as an officer should, and therefore, without further preface, would crave his acceptance of a pair of fieldglasses, the gift of his old friends in the Port Chalmers Rowing Club, who one and all wished him God-speed.
Lieutenant Bauchop, in very well chosen words, thanked Mr Mill and the Boating Club for the honour conferred upon him. -Otago Daily Times, 24/3/1900.
Arthur Bauchop soon made his name known.
PORT CHALMERS TO THE FORE.
Lieutenant J. R. Macdonald, of the fourth New Zealand contingent, writing to a friend, sends him the following graphic account of the plucky deed that deserves, and in all probability will result in, the decoration of the V.C. being conferred upon Captain Arthur Bauchop: —
Cyferfontein, February 12. 1901. Last night at half-past 10 a lantern was flashed in at my tent door and the adjutant spoke: "Sorry to disturb you, but it's rouse at 1 o'clock, parade at 1.45; no rations and no horsefeed; no lights and no fires; each man to carry 200 rounds. Good night."
At 1 o'clock we got up and paraded in the dark. Every thing was done quietly, and orders were given in an undertone. Without any noise except that occasioned by the jingling of a curb-chain or the sound of a hoof striking a stone, we moved southwards down the slope in column of fours, and out over the grassy billows that he to the south of our camp.
"Form troops" was passed back quietly, and the fours lode up into their troops.
"No smoking," came the subdued order, as some thoughtless individual in the rank struck a match, and in silence the troops moved on through the long grass which deadened the sound of hoofs.
"What is the game this morning?" we asked one another, but nobody knew except the brigadier. We were heading towards a long ridge about six or seven miles south of the camp. At length, towards daylight, we were told. A party of Boers were in laager behind a somewhat detached kopje which rose just behind the ridge, and we were to try to surround them.
We were about 250 strong, composed of the fourth New Zealand, 19th Yeomanry, 14th Hussars, and the composite regiment. The New Zealanders were ordered to work round to the right and the Yeomanry to the left, while the Hussars and the composite formed the main body. There's not much fun in being with the main body. Bauchop was out in the front with a small advance guard of 16 men, and as I had the leading troop of our regiment I proceeded at once to steer to the right of a flat-topped kopje that rose above the ridge. I had got abreast of this kopje when orders were sent out to me to keep to the left of the kopje. This, unfortunately, spoilt my chance, for on riding over the ridge we saw the Boers getting away from a small belt of timber at the foot of the conical kopje. Had I been allowed to go round the right of the flat-topped kopje my troop would have come out well on their flank. As it was we were straight behind them. We blazed away at them and they scattered at the gallop, about 30 of them making to my right front, while 40 or 50 made away to the left front with an ox waggon and two carts. We gave chase to the 30, and the Yeomanry, accompanied by a troop of D Squadron, swept down after the party with the waggon. We chased our mob for about two miles over open, undulating country, but, finding that we were not gaining on them, gave it up, and halted. The troop of D Squadron had no difficulty in getting up on the ox waggon and the carts, which they took, together with two prisoners — a man and a boy who were driving them. When the chase began Captain Bauchop, with his advance guard, not knowing where we had gone, got away on the left with the Yeomanry, who continued the chase on that flank for about two miles.
When the order to retire was given we on the right flank were not pressed, but things soon became lively on the left. No sooner had the general retirement begun than the enemy began to reappear over the undulating ground, at first in threes and fours, then in twenties and thirties, till there were fully 200 of them. The Yeomanry, who did not number more than 100, had not time to ask where they all came from. They had only time "to get," as the Boers galloped up into range, dismounted, and fired into them.
And now occurred the most exciting incident of the day, and the most plucky action, yet recorded in the annals of the fourth New Zealand.
Captain Bauchop, who had been acting on the left flank with the Yeomanry, was retiring with them, when he saw a Yeomanry trooper named Craig endeavouring to drag an exhausted horse along. The bullets were flying fast, and Bauchop advised the man to shoot the horse and run. A Yeomanry officer rode up, and, borrowing the man's bayonet, tried to urge the horse along, when a Boer bullet put an end to the difficulty by killing the animal.
The Boers were now within 600 yards. "Run, man, run!" shouted the Yeomanry officer, as he galloped on after his squadron, while Craig ran for his life with the bullets humming about his ears.
The nearest cover was the belt of timber at the foot of the conical kopje, about threequarters of a mile away. Bauchop and the I.Y. officer had got about half-way to this cover when they pulled up and looked round.
"That man will lose his life if something isn't done," said the I.Y. officer.
"Yes," said Bauchop, "I'm going back for him," and putting spurs to his horse he galloped back towards those cracking rifles. Before he had gone 100 yards a bullet thudded into his horse's flank, but he kept on till he reached the man, and, jumping off, told him to mount.
Craig, who was completely "blown and beat," gasped out in most unmistakable Scotch:
"No, no, sir: I can't do that. You're an officer, sir. I can't conscientiously take your horse."
"Get up," said Bauchop; "I'm fresh, and you're done. You're only making us a target here."
"No, sir, no! You go back," said Craig; "I'll manage to run."
"Mount," cried Bauchop;"hang it, do you think I came back here to argue with you. Mount, I say!"
But the horse, trembling with the pain of its wound, excited by the firing, and anxious to get back to its companions, whined and neighed, and would not stand still. "Swish," "fipp," came the bullets, while Bauchop held the animal by the head, and as Craig was mounting it was hit behind the shoulder.
"Your horse is hit again, sir," cried Craig.
"Never mind, he'll carry you to the timber," replied Bauchop as he freed the horse's head, and the poor brute, maddened by the pain, bolted for the bush, with Craig hanging on as best he could, and there fell dead. In the meantime the Yeomanry had reached the timber, and were replying to the Boer fire, as the New Zealand captain, who was risking his life for one of their men, sped over that bullet-swept stretch of open veldt.
Bauchop's cross-country runs of other days stood him in good stead now. He was sound in wind and limb, and he ran as he had never run before, the bullets flicking up the dust about his feet. He ran until he dropped. Then the Yeomanry officer galloped out, and, dismounting, gave Bauchop his horse while he took his turn at the race for life. Next, Lieutenant Burgoyne (of the signalling staff) galloped out, and, taking the Yeomanry officer up behind him, rode back with him to the timber. And then the principal actors in the scene had time to laugh and congratulate each other on their miraculous escape.
We on the other flank were too far away to see what was happening, and knew nothing about the incident til we got back to camp and to breakfast at midday, after having been out 10 hours. Then I gathered the particulars from those who had witnessed the whole affair as well as from those who were concerned in it, and I have set down a plain, unvarnished tale — a bare, bald narrative of a gallant deed — purposely refraining from dwelling on the deadly crackle of rifles and the hail of lead under which it was so daringly accomplished. But I hope I have made it clear that Port Chalmers has reason to be proud of her representative. Men have got the V.C. for less. -Otago Witness, 26/6/1901.
A LETTER FROM CAPTAIN BAUCHOP
The letter which Captain Arthur Bauchop, of the fourth contingent, sent to one of his friends in Dunedin announcing the death of Ward, the Port Chalmers boy who was killed some time ago in South Africa, contained one or two passages that are very pathetic. It was sad enough, he writes, to lose one who came from the same town as himself, but it was unutterably sad when that one was a person whom you had known from a boy, whom you had mixed with in various sports, and whom you had admired for his personal qualities as a man and his efficiency as a soldier. Captain Bauchop relates how he and Ward, on Boxing Day, were lying behind a kopje, the Boer shells whistling overhead, and together they took out their watches, and as the afternoon went on they followed in spirit the various events at the annual regatta at Port Chalmers, in which both had so often pulled an oar. They separated, and not long afterwards Captain Bauchop rode out to meet the convoy to which Ward was attached for the special purpose of asking after him. The news of Ward's death came in answer to his question. -Otago Witness, 10/7/1901.
THE NINTH CONTINGENT.
SOME OF THE OTAGO OFFICERS.
Major Arthur Bauchop was born at Port Chalmers in 1870, his father being Mr R. Bauchop, an old and respected settler. He was educated at the Port Chalmers District High School and Dunedin High School, joined the Port Navals in 1897, was made lieutenant of that corps in 99; volunteered for the Fourth Contingent, and was given a commission as lieutenant, attached to No. 10 company under Captain Harvey. At Sannas Post he greatly distinguished himself, and for his bravery on that occasion he has (it is understood) been nominated for the V.C. He was subsequently promoted to be captain, and towards the end of last year gained his majority. He is one of the most promising of the young officers now serving at the front. -Evening Star, 11/3/1902.
Some more action on the Veldt...
THE CAPTURE OF DE WET'S GUNS.
Port Chalmers people are justly proud of Major Arthur Bauchop, of the New Zealand Contingent, who has received honourable mention for his gallant conduct in the field. Further details of the capture of De Wet's guns show that after a night's march Colonel Garratt divided his column into three squadrons, and keeping one in reserve sent off two of them. The third squadron of 150 men —all New Zealanders — were under the command of Major Arthur Bauchop. At dawn of day a small convoy of Boers, strongly escorted by mounted men, were seen crossing the veldt, and the commanding officer at once sent out the New Zealand Contingent to attack the enemy, and after a hard gallop and running fight of 10 miles across the veldt our boys took both the convoy and the guns they had with them. The enemy proved to be a portion of De Wet's commando. The guns re-taken were those captured from the Yeomanry on Christmas Eve. The New Zealand Contingent lost two killed and three wounded, a very trifling loss in comparison with the importance of the capture. It is pleasing to note the column was at once congratulated by heliograph, and two days afterwards Major Bauchop received a personal congratulation from Lord Kitchener, the Commander-in-Chief.
Trooper J. A. Fraser, of Pohangina, quotes from Regimental Orders of February 3 a cablegram sent by Colonel Porter to the Premier of New Zealand containing the record of the capture. As the message does not appear to have been published at this end we extract the following: — "The O.C. column highly compliments the the regiment, which it has well deserved. The O.C. most cordially endorses the compliments and congratulations of the O.C. column upon the great success and gallantry of the regiment in the capture of the guns and convoy on the 3rd inst. It is an achievement the regiment may well be proud of, and is of far-reaching importance at this stage of the war, and all in New Zealand should be proud of the engagement. The O.C. column has specially named some who took a prominent part in the capture, and in a general action of this kind it is difficult to do justice to all individually. The O.C., however, desires to place on record the soldierly conduct of all those officers, non-commissioned officers, and troopers under the command of Major Bauchop, who dashed through the enemy's rearguard; and the detachment of 22 squadron, 23 squadron and scouts, under Lieutenants Overton, Richardson, Emerson, and Vaughan, who gallantly charged the guns from both flanks, effecting their capture. A large number of noncommissioned officers and men have been mentioned to the O.C. for special distinction, but the list cannot be acted upon without further inquiry. The following telegram is published from Lord Kitchener: — "Best congratulations to you and your men on the success they have achieved, which is one of considerable importance. Please convey to New Zealand and Queensland Imperial Bushmen and other troops approval of their success." -Otago Daily Times, 29/3/1902.
On the news reaching Port Chalmers that the honor of Companion of the Order of St. Michael and St. George had been conferred upon Lieutenant-colonel Arthur Bauchop bunting was displayed on the Municipal Buildings, flagstaff, school, and other places: and cables were forwarded to Lieutenant-colonel Bauchop (care of the New Zealand Agent-General, London) from the mayor (Mr J. Thomson) and the Port Chalmers Naval Artillery (of whom Colonel Bauchop was an officer) congratulating him. The following letter was also forwarded to Mrs Bauchop by the town clerk: — "Dear madam, — I am instructed by His Worship the Mayor, on behalf of the citizens of Port Chalmers, to convey our congratulations to yourself and family for the honors conferred upon your son Arthur." At Waipawa the children of the district were entertained by the Coronation Committee. -Evening Star, 27/6/1902.
As well as the interesting details of the reaction of his home town to the news of his Honour, the above is also interesting in that it places Arthur in Britain after his service in South Africa.
South Africa
From our own correspondent (excerpt)
Two ex-contingenters, Messrs John Williams and Macklin, both from Southern New Zealand, have set up in the livery stable business here, and are doing well. Probably no junior officer — certainly no colonial officer — made such rapid strides in the military profession during the past war as the Port Chalmers boy — Arthur Bauchop. It is worth calling to mind, when the Fourth Contingent was being equipped and got into shape for service at Forbury Park, how many and long were the controversies that arose as to the officering of the regiment. While it was generally allowed most of the appointments made were exceptional and comparatively free from the malign influences that marked the granting of commissions in later contingents, there was a feeling that one or two of the subalterns were lacking in the experience of men and things that was requisite in those designed to command. And young Bauchop was as often as not cited as wanting in the respect named. But if some deeply interested in the contingent had misgivings on this score the men in the ranks soon learned to have faith in the Port Chalmers lieutenant; on the troopship and after Africa was reached he was marked as being most assiduous in attention to his duties, and carried them out, too, in the pleasantest manner. Long before the regiment got into action Bauchop was not only popular with his men, but was regarded as one of the most efficient officers on the staff. When the real test came his worth was demonstrated. He distinguished himself in the very first engagement — that unfortunate engagement that deprived the Otago half of the Fourth of both its squadron leaders. By common consent Nicolson, who had long held commissioned rank, was named for one of the captaincies, but there was some rivalry as to who should fill the other vacancy. This was soon settled when Colonel (then major) Davies took over command. The colonel called together his officers, and inquiring from each the date of their commission, he announced Arthur Bauchop to be acting-captain. There was no beating about the bush: the business was over and done with in two minutes. Modest in counsel, but impetuous in the field, Bauchop took many chances, and was lucky, perhaps, to get out on occasions. A dashing leader he proved, and with experience came discretion. Volunteering for further service when reliefs came for the Fourth Contingent, he got his majority in the Seventh. An uninterrupted run of good service and success gained him a further step. With the peace promotions, an additional mark of favour being shown in his being named a Companion of the Order of St. Michael and St. George. It may be that Bauchop would have preferred a purely military distinction, yet there is no need for him to wear that, the rising from lieutenant to lieutenant-colonel sufficiently demonstrating that his military ability is of the highest order. Port Chalmers and Otago is and should be proud of Arthur Bauchop. -Otago Daily Times, 30/8/1902.
| Major Bauchop, on the SS Tongariro en route to Britain for the Coronation of 1902. Major Bauchop. Morice, Charles George Frederick, 1868-1966 :Photographs. Ref: PA1-q-162-61-3. Alexander Turnbull Library, Wellington, New Zealand. /records/23118612 |
Port Chalmers and Otago were, no doubt, proud of their now famous son, but they had to wait a while before receiving him in person and expressing that pride.
Our African Letter (excerpt)
Lieutenant-colonel Arthur Bauchop is living quietly with friends in Jeffestown, Johannesburg. As he himself express it, he is merely "marking time" at present. He is casting his eyes Rhodesiawards. -Otago Witness, 31/12/1902.
Great interest is being exhibited at Port Chalmers in the preparations for the reception of Lieutenant-colonel Arthur Bauchop, C.M.G., who is expected to reach home on Wednesday evening by the north express. The Colonel will be met at the Upper Railway Station by Captain Dodds and the officers of the Garrison Artillery, who will escort him to King Edward square, where he will be formally welcomed by the Mayor and town councillors, and afterwards a meeting will be held in the Garrison Hall, at which patriotic speeches will be made and songs rendered. A smoke concert will take place on Thursday and a citizens' ball on Friday. -Otago Daily Times, 6/9/1904.
RETURN OF COL. BAUCHOP
RECEPTION AT PORT CHALMERS. (abridged)
Despite the decidedly inclement state of the weather yesterday there was a very numerous attendance of the citizens of Fort Chalmers (including many ladies) to greet Colonel Arthur Bauchop, C.M.G., on his return to his native place yesterday evening, and every preparation was made to welcome him appropriately. The committee (of whom his Worship the Mayor is chairman and Mr F. W. Platts secretary) was unfailing in its efforts to render the ceremony worthy of the occasion, and consequently from first to last the whole function was a success. The interior of the Garrison Hall was very tastefully decorated with streamers, bannerets, and flags by Mr David Marr, while King Edward's square and the Memorial Band Rotunda were illuminated by the electric light, and over the entrance to the rotunda was a large illuminated scroll bearing the word "Welcome." The Volunteer Fire Brigade, under its captain and officers, was present in full force, as was the Port Chalmers Band (under Conductor Schnack), which played some appropriate music.
Prior to the arrival of the northern express at the Upper Port Chalmers Station, the Port Chalmers Naval Artillery Company, under Captain Dodds and his officers, assembled at the station and lined the platform, and the Volunteer Fire Brigade and the Band formed up in Mount street, where a carriage was waiting. When the train stopped and Colonel Bauchop (who was accompanied by his brother) alighted he was greeted by Captain Dodds, and the company presented arms, the band playing an appropriate air. Captain Dodds then escorted Colonel Bauchop to his carriage, and the procession moved on, the carriage being followed by the Volunteers, ex-contingenters, and the Fire Brigade burning coloured fires. It was intended that the Colonel should be formally welcomed on his return home by the Mayor and the town councillors in King Edward's square, but owing to the very inclement weather which prevailed this part of the programme had to be abandoned, and the procession proceeded to the Garrison Hall, where the Colonel, who was effusively cheered during his progress through the streets, was cordially welcomed by his Worship the Mayor and conducted to a seat on the platform.
The Mayor (Mr D. A. De Maus), in opening the proceedings, expressed his pleasure at seeing so large a turnout on such a wet night, and stated that he had received a very large number of letters and telegrams in connection with Colonel Bauchop's return. They were too numerous to read, but he would refer to some of them.
Among these letters and telegrams was one from the Premier, as follows "Though not present in person I am with you in spirit, and delighted that the people of Port Chalmers should give to their worthy son Colonel Bauchop a cordial welcome home. I greatly regret my inability to be with you."
Mr E. G. Allen, M.H.R., wrote: "It is a source of deep regret to me that my parliamentary duties prevent my attendance at the reception to Colonel Bauchop this evening to join you in doing honour to him — one who in the field of battle proved himself to be one of the bravest. New Zealand has good reason to be proud of our townsman, who, by his own merit, returns to his native country honoured by his King and esteemed by those whom be commanded and by all who know him. I join you in heartily congratulating Colonel Bauchop on his safe return, and also on the distinguished position the Government has justly conferred upon him." Among the other apologists were Messrs J. A. Park, R. Chisholm, J, C. Mackley (Invercargill), and John Mill.
The Mayor said he thought Colonel Bauchop's military career should be an object-lesson to young people. It showed what energy and perseverance, combined with courage, could achieve. In that hall on March 24, 1900, they bade good-bye and wished God-speed to the Fourth and Fifth Contingents, and among those in charge of the contingents was a lieutenant from Port Chalmers — the present subject of their hearty congratulations: Lieutenant-colonel Bauchop, C.M.G. It was then little thought he would make such rapid strides in the art of warfare, and return to them "a really popular commander." He had been popular as a boy, as lieutenant of the Naval Artillery, at Forbury Park, on board the troopship, and in the Transvaal. He hoped everybody had read the Daily Times which contained an account of a function at Johannesburg, where the proceedings had been most enthusiastic, and the "guest of the evening (Colonel Bauchop) immensely popular." The commander who was full of energy, martial spirit, combined with British pluck, was sure to meet with his reward. Colonel Bauchop had met with that reward, and he considered none more deserving. They felt proud, after his hairbreadth scrapes, to welcome Colonel Bauchop back again, and they testified to the fact by their presence there that evening. They desired to honour a hero, and that hero was a Port Chalmers boy. He considered that the Government was fortunate in securing the services of one who had so distinguished himself in the Transvaal. Colonel Bauchop had shown himself a fine soldier, and had displayed wonderful sagacity under exceedingly difficult circumstances, and the knowledge gained by him would be of signal service in the position he was about to take up. Few had had the honour of having the title of C.M.G. conferred upon them at such an early age. They were accustomed to associate the title with bluff, blunt colonels. The case of Colonel Bauchop was quite an exception, and he hoped he would be long spared to wear the decoration he had won. — (Loud applause.)
Mr J. F. M. Fraser, who was received with applause, said he was present not as a member of the Patriotic Committee, though he occupied a position on that committee, but as a member of the Organising Committee. In sending away the Fourth Contingent they had had the assistance of Lieutenant-colonel Webb, who was then in command of the district. Among those selected as officers was Lieutenant Bauchop, a young officer in the Port Chalmers Navals, who had then recently received his commission. He remembered Lieutenant-colonel Webb's opinion of the then Lieutenant Bauchop, which was of the highest description. He (Mr Fraser) had to thank the Mayor for the privilege of being present. He was not a stranger in Port Chalmers, and of all the patriotic towns he had been in the Port took a place among the first. He proceeded to refer to the splendid service done by the Patriotic Committee, which was that evening represented by Mr C. K. Smith, who had done splendid service. — (Applause.) Coming to Colonel Bauchop, Mr Fraser said he was to be highly congratulated on the success he had achieved. He was sure Colonel Bauchop, with his native modesty, would agree that he had been fortunate. He had been fortunate in escaping death, which must have threatened him scores and scores of times, and he was infinitely glad to be present to congratulate Colonel Bauchop's family upon his safe return. As a commanding officer coolness was wanted with courage, and Colonel Bauchop had both these qualifications. In Canterbury, whither he was going, he would find what might be regarded as the flower of the Volunteers of the colony, and on that he was to be congratulated. If the time came when we had to do our "little best," Colonel Bauchop's experience in South Africa would be of great value. Colonel Bauchop had met with well-merited distinction. He had brought credit back to his native home, and his name would be long remembered even by their children's children. Once again he offered Colonel Bauchop, his family, and his townsmen his warmest congratulations in the name of the committee that had had the honour of sending Colonel Bauchop to South Africa.
The rev. Mr Taylor referred to a most interesting gathering having taken place last Wednesday evening in the Presbyterian church to do honour to one of their most respected citizens — a venerable man. To him (Mr Taylor) it was a touching sight at the station to see that venerable man clasp the hand of their young friend, Colonel Bauchop. There had been a war, and the Mother Country had been calling for volunteers, and our sons had replied to the call: "Here we are; send us." The patriotism that pervaded all was then wonderful, and was not exhausted, though not exhibited in the same excited manner, now. The Greatness of a nation existed not in its wealth, but in the efforts of its citizens, and they should rejoice in the fact that the borough was of higher value than it was before their friend went way to the war. He did not refer to its rateable value — (laughter), — though in the course of time that might come. Colonel Bauchop had received his training for life in Port Chalmers, and his honours to a certain extent belonged to the people of the Port. They would make the most they could of Colonel Bauchop, and the way to do that was to do the very best they were capable of doing.
Mr Platts, in the course of a brief speech, said the very finest lesson to be drawn from the South African war was the splendid attitude the colonies took up towards the Mother Country. If they looked back they would find with feelings of pride that they were the first colony to send a contingent to South Africa and the last to send one. They recognised that the time might come when they might be called upon to make a similar effort, and he believed New Zealand would then do as much, if not more, than she did in the South African war. He was delighted to welcome their dear old friend Colonel Bauchop back to Port Chalmers.
The contingenters present then, at the request of the Mayor, came forward and greeted Colonel Bauchop with extreme cordiality.
Colonel Bauchop, on rising to address those present, was greeted with loud and continued applause and the singing of "For he's a jolly good fellow." Having obtained a hearing, he said of the many difficult positions in which he had found himself the hardest task he had yet been set had been set him that evening. He then proceeded to explain at some length that during his sojourn in South Africa he had been buoyed up by the recollection of those he had left behind him in New Zealand, by the thought of the object for which he had been sent, and by the thought of what was expected from him. He trusted they would allow him to take advantage of the one opportunity he had had of speaking of the men he had worked with. It was the first time he had been able to pay a tribute to those men. Without the help he had received from those with him it would have been impossible for him to have even mounted the first rung of the ladder. Since the conclusion of the war he had been in the northernmost part of South Africa, on the left spur of the Drakensbergs, and when he went there he saw some graves. One of the burghers — their late enemies — mentioned the name of the corps to which the men had belonged, and spoke very highly of the gallantry of the men who had formed it. He (the speaker) had more than an ordinary interest in those graves, for in one of them he found a countryman of his had been buried. He concluded his remarks by expressing his great gratification at, and extreme appreciation of, the hearty welcome home that had been extended him by the residents of Port Chalmers, and resumed his seat on the platform amid enthusiastic applause.
Mr J. Rennie, acting on behalf of the residents of the Port, then intimated to Colonel Bauchop that he had the pleasant duty of informing him that, as the outcome of subscriptions from high and low, rich and poor, he had to present him with a roller top desk. There was a silver plate upon the desk bearing the inscription: "Presented to Colonel Bauchop by the citizens of Port Chalmers. 1901."
Colonl Bauchop accepted the gift with pleasure, saying he knew the spirit that prompted the present, and it would be a very valuable gift indeed if it were more valuable than the spirit which prompted them to give it to him.
Colonel Bauchop accepted the gift with three appropriate songs in his best style and was loudly applauded, the function concluding with the large assemblage rising and singing a verse of the National Anthem. -Otago Daily Times, 9/9/1904.
Amusements
CITIZENS' BALL AT PORT CHALMERS
On Monday evening a ball in honour of the return of Colonel Arthur Bauchop, C.M.G., from South Africa, was given in the Garrison Hall, Port Chalmers, by the citizens of Port Chalmers, under the auspices of his Worship the Mayor, and was largely attended. The interior of the building was tastefully decorated and the catering was in the hands of Mrs Harrison, and left nothing to be desired. Music was supplied by Robertshaw's Quadrille Band, while Messrs Maw and Clark made efficient M.C.'s. The hall opened with a grand march, led by Colonel Bauchop and the Mayoress (Mrs De Maus). Dancing was carried on with great spirit till a late hour. During the supper interval Messrs De Maus and Wignall relieved the musicians, and played a waltz in excellent style. -Otago Daily Times, 14/9/1904.
Volunteer Notes
by Scout
The appointment of Major Arthur Bauchop to be Lieutenant-colonel in the New Zealand Militia is gazetted, the date of commission being September 5, 1904. -Otago Daily Times, 23/9/1904.
There is on view in the window of Mr N. Dodds, George street, Port. Chalmers, the sword presented by the officers and members of No. 3 Company N.Z.G.A.V. to Colonel Arthur Bauchop, C.M.G., on his appointment to his command of the Canterbury Volunteers. The sword, which is a very handsome one, with inscription, is in a massive oak case. -Evening Star, 17/2/1905.
Town and Country
Lieutenant Colonel Arthur Bauchop, C.M.G., N.Z.M., has resigned his appointment as officer commanding the Canterbury Military District, to accept the appointment as officer commanding the Wellington district, in place of Colonel Webb, who has been appointed Secretary to the Council of Defence. -Timaru Herald, 16/1/1907.
TERRITORIALS.
[By Skirmisher.] Items of interest concerning Corps (Town and Country), Shooting, and Territorial notes generally will be accepted. Copy, addressed to "Skirmisher," should be in hand not later than Monday morning.
Lieutenant-colonel Arthur Bauchop, C.M.G., whom we advised previously as having been chosen to be sent Home for training in the Staff College at Camberley, is leaving Wellington. Colonel Bauchop will proceed via Sydney and expects to be away from the Dominion for about two years. -Evening Star, 15/11/1910.
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Personal Items
In a private letter received by the last mail, Colonel Arthur Bauchop, late Officer-Commanding the Wellington District, stated that he had been detailed for training with the Royal Artillery at Bullford Camp, Salisbury. -Press, 19/6/1911.
Personal
Port Chalmers lost one of its oldest and most respected residents last night with the death of Mrs Bauchop, widow of the late Mr R. Bauchop. She was born at Linlithgow, Scotland, 68 years ago. and a arrived at Port Chalmers on the Jura in 1851. Six years later she married Mr Bauchop. Mrs Bauchop was very widely read, her interest in literature being fostered to some extent by her early education, which, on account of her parents' interest in such matters, was more extensive than that of most young ladies of her day. Breadth of view and a high sense of duty were characteristic of Mrs Bauchop, and she always took a keen interest in the affairs of the town. She was one of the original members of the. Port Chalmers Presbyterian Church, and was intimately connected with it throughout her life. The deceased lady’s family are: Mr Robert Bauchop, of Port Chalmers; Colonel Arthur Bauchop, C.M.G., who is at present at Staff College, Camberley; Mr B. F. Bauchop, who is a student at Canterbury College, Christchurch; and three daughters, two of whom are resident in England and one in Port Chalmers. The late Dr Bauchop was the eldest son. -Evening Star, 19/9/1911.
THE FRETFUL PORCUPINE
Lieut.-Col. Arthur Bauchop, C.M.G., is just about now packing his kit bag to come back to N.Z. Arthur is New Zealand's beauty soldier, and lived to be 41 before cupid fired his little arrow, and got him in a soft spot. He is, the Observer believes, almost the only New Zealand officer of high rank who is a born New Zealander, and he is certainly one of the best soldier men New Zealand has — a pleasant, sunny chap who quotes poetry to you, and talks books, but stiffens out into hard matter of fact soldiering when he's at the business. His African service was crammed full of good soldiering and self-abnegation — and he probably held a larger share of the affection of fighting men than almost any other New Zealand officer. He broke away from soldiering temporarily after his African service, and went copper-mining or something in Rhodesia. He is a quaint philosopher. Once he stood at the window of his office (he was then commanding the Wellington District), and watched the procession of huge feminine hats glide down Lambton Quay. "There's a little one there with a huge hat, three yards of feather boa, high-heeled shoes, a big peggy bag and a good-sized parcel," he said. "She feels quite nice — and not a bit absurd. Now, a soldier man — me for instance, under a cocked hat with feathers, needs a heap of moral courage not to feel a fool. I hope they won't make us wear feather boas, too!" Arthur is a Port Chalmers boy, and as he is going to have command of the Otago District, he's going home. Be sure he has learned a lot of new poetry while he has been in England. -Observer, 25/5/1912.
PARS ABOUT PEOPLE
LIEUT. COL. R. LOGAN, the stalwart squatter, who is now commanding the Auckland military district, and his great pal, Lt-Col. A Bauchop, have been authorised to convene general or district courts martial to try sweet young Rectors and others infringing the defence law. Arthur Bauchop has great admiration for his fellow officer, and is fond of showing a photograph of him on a fine upstanding troop-horse flying a seven wire barbed fence. Lt.-Col. Bauchop is N.Z. editor of the "Cavalry Journal" and this photo was published in it as a novel example of fearless military horsemanship. It is fearless and very useful in the absence of wirecutters, but it is only an occasional horse that will face bare barbed wire. A London paper at the time of the South African War published a picture showing a whole squadron of N.Z. mounted riflemen in line jumping a barb wire fence. It only made horsemen laugh, for few men and fewer horses care to chance a broken neck in this way. -Observer, 2/11/1912.
SOCIAL AND PERSONAL
A quiet wedding took place on Thursday in the little church at Waikanae, when Lieut.-Colonel Arthur Bauchop, C.M.G., was married to Miss Mary Jean Elder. The ceremony was performed by the Venerable Archdeacon Gosset, of Christchurch (uncle of the bride), assisted by the Rev. Edwin Jones, vicar of the parish. Only relatives of the bride and bridegroom were present. -Dominion, 13/12/1912.
When war threatened and was announced, Arthur Bauchop had a job to do - the job for which he had been trained. He immediately mobilised all local forces and began the preparations to send the local contribution to the New Zealand Expeditionary Force.
THE DUNEDIN CONTINGENT.
DUNEDIN, August 5
The Officer Commanding the Otago Military District (Colonel Bauchop) has taken the necessary steps for local mobilisation, with the object of securing volunteers from the different sub-units. When these are complete, the required men will be selected and equipped under regimental arrangements, and mobilised at Tahuna Park. -Ashburton Guardian, 6/8/1914.
He assumed command of the Otago Infantry Regiment on August 19.
LATE ADVERTISEMENTS.
FOR KING AND COUNTRY!
BRITONS NEVER SHALL BE SLAVES.
GRAND PATRIOTIC DEMONSTRATION AND FAREWELL CONCERT
TO OUR
"SOLDIER LADS"
IN THE GARRISON HALL
On TUESDAY, 25th INST., at 8 p.m.
Under the Distinguished Patronage of Colonel Bauchop and Defence Forces, His Worship the Mayor and City Councillors.
Proceeds in Aid of War Fund.
Short Addresses by Musical Items by
Bishop Neville. Sirs R. Hudson.
Rev. Father Coffey. Mr R. Power.
Rev. W. Gray Dixon, M.A. Mr Martin Duff.
Secretary Navy League. Mr A. Rawlinson.
Mr W. W. Crawford will Recite 'The Motherland and Its Lion Cubs,' Specially Written by Miss Bessie Hume.
By kind permission of Colonel McAra 40 Members of our Expeditionary Force will appear in the Patriotic Tableau, and the Band of the 4th Regiment will also assist.
Pianist Mr W. Paget Gale. Chairman, His Worship the Mayor
TICKETS, Is and 2s; Reserved, 3s. At Begg's. THOS. RITCHIE, Director
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OTAGO PATRIOTIC AND GENERAL WELFARE ASSOCIATION.
AN APPEAL.
THE ABOVE ORGANISATION has been set up to treat with all matters connected with or arising out of the War. Sectional Committees have been appointed to deal specifically with all matters pertaining to Unemployment and Relief, as the result of the War, also matters directly connected with those of our citizens who are joining the Expeditionary Force. It is not intended to devote money (unless specifically allocated by the donors) to the equipment of the Troops beyond supplying the articles of clothing made at the request of the Countess of Liverpool and Lady Godley, as it is felt that the cost of equipment is a proper charge on the Consolidated Revenue.
This will enable the Association to devote itself to providing for the dependents of those of our people who are leaving our shores to uphold the honor and prestige of the British Empire, and also those who, as the direct result of the War, may be in distress.
The Committee make this appeal with every confidence to all classes of the community in Otago, feeling assured that they will respond according to their means with their usual generosity and promptness.
Contributions, which will be acknowledged through the local Press, may be forwarded to
J. B. SHACKLOCK. His Worship the Mayor, President;
JOHN ROBERTS, C.M.G., Chairman Finance Committee;
J. A. JOHNSTONE, Chairman Country Organisation Com.;
G. L. DENNISTON, Bond street;
TOWN CLERK, Town Hall (Joint Hon. Treasurers). E. F. DUTHIE, Hon. Secretary.
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AMUSEMENTS
CONCERT AT PORT CHALMERS.
A highly successful patriotic concert was held at Port Chalmers on Tuesday evening. The Mayor (Mr Scollay), who presided, said that the first indebtedness he had to acknowledge that evening was to the Port Brass Band, which had displayed a willingness to practise and turn out that evening, which was really meritorious. The way that the old members responded was very gratifying, and they deserved the thanks of the people of Port Chalmers. — (Applause.)
A feature of the evening, and one that stirred the audience to enthusiasm, was the presence of a number of the Port boys who are going away in the Expeditionary Force. These troopers had been granted leave from camp to attend the function in order that the people might have that opportunity of wishing them au revoir. The Mayor called on Mr F. W. Platts, the president of the Choral Society, to address the troopers.
Mr Platts gave a stirring address, and said Port Chalmers was being honoured by the men who were going to the front. He read the list of those going, and stated that it constituted a roll of honour, and that it was a pleasure to know that Colonel Bauchop, himself a Port boy, was going in command of the mounted troopers. — (Applause.)
Trooper N. Watson returned thanks on behalf of his comrades, and, although he hoped peace would soon be proclaimed, he also hoped that they would get into the firing line.
A very pleasing concert programme followed. The major portion of the items were contributed by the Choral Society, under the leadership of Mr C. J. Stewart. Solos were sung by Mr Colin Gray, Mrs J. Morgan, Miss Cashman, and Mr C. J. Stewart. -Otago Daily Times, 27/8/1914.
NEED OF DISCIPLINE
AN INCIDENT AT DUNEDIN
FIRM ACTION BY AUTHORITIES.
In his addresses to the members of the Expeditionary Force, Major-General Godley has specially emphasised the need of discipline. He has reminded the men that no amount of bravery can compensate for lack of discipline — that laxity which weakens an army. The value of this advice is widely appreciated, but there are some ardent spirits, accustomed to years of free-and-easy conditions, that do not take kindly to orders which they resent.
"During the currency of the Tahuna Park camp considerable latitude in the matter of general leave was extended to the men," states the Dunedin Star of 7th September. "This was granted by those in authority to get over huge batches of applications for special leave on the part of men who were desirous of attending to necessary private business prior to departure. This privilege was extended for several evenings in succession, and was terminated on Wednesday, when those in authority decided to discontinue it. There was naturally some disappointment at the abolition of the privilege, and it was rumoured in some quarters that if general leave was not granted on Saturday evening the men would ignore authority and take 'French leave.' Early in the evening, when it became known that no general leave would be given, a number of men, probably 50, attempted to walk out of the main gate. The guard was reinforced, but a good number succeeded in getting outside. Practically all the men in camp then rushed to the main entrance, and in five minutes from the commencement of the trouble there must have been almost 1000 men in the vicinity of the gate. A number climbed the trees adjacent to the gate and jumped over the fence. A strong picket was despatched to the city to apprehend those who had created a serious breach of military discipline, and some 40 men were arrested, marched back to camp, and placed in the guard room. They were dealt with by the officers commanding at orderly this morning, and in cases where the offence was proved the offenders were summarily dismissed the forces, and in some instances fines amounting to £2 inflicted in addition. Colonels Bauchop and McDonald, when seen by a Star reporter to-day, expressed their determination to suppress with rigorous punishment any attempts to defy authority, and in this attitude they are being supported by a great majority of the men." -Evening Post, 9/9/1914.
The story of the embarkation of the first Otago soldiers for the War is necessarily a long one, but who could resist such phrases as "the red eyes and tearstained cheeks tell too plainly of a parting too sacred for prying eyes." and the Port Chalmers Mayor's short speech in which, asserting that "It is unnecessary to state" insists upon stating it, including the oratorical gem describing the German invasion of their neighbours as "a programme of murder, outrage, and assassination, in comparison with which crude cannibalism is but as a child's pastime on a summer's day."
The story of the embarkation of the first Otago soldiers for the War is necessarily a long one, but who could resist such phrases as "the red eyes and tearstained cheeks tell too plainly of a parting too sacred for prying eyes." and the Port Chalmers Mayor's short speech in which, asserting that "It is unnecessary to state" insists upon stating it, including the oratorical gem describing the German invasion of their neighbours as "a programme of murder, outrage, and assassination, in comparison with which crude cannibalism is but as a child's pastime on a summer's day."
EARLY REVEILLE
TAHUNA DESERTED.
EMBARKATION AT PORT.
At last! After six weeks under canvas at the concentration camp at Tahuna Park the Otago contingent of the New Zealand Expeditionary Force struck camp this morning.
MOUNTEDS RIDE OUT.
Reveille at 3 a.m.! The Otago Mounted Rifles Regiment of New Zealand's Mounted Rifles Brigade cheered. And there were few who thought of getting 'tween blankets. Like the schoolboy about to start on a long anticipated vacation, ovary man looked to his kit, and probably all entertained in even this, their busiest hour, kindly thoughts for the women of Otago who had worked so nobly to furnish them with the little necessaries and comforts which will tend to reduce the hardships incidental to an active service campaign. There was little or no sleep in the mounteds' lines. It was not the best of nights to be under canvas, for heavy rain fell incessantly for a lengthy period, but the troopers paid little attention to the state of the weather. Candles illuminated the tents, and from within came snatches of camp songs and jests. The inevitable regimental comedian scored heavily. He was everybody's friend.
And so the hours slipped by, and finally the sergeant-bugler and his squad stepped out into the rain, and the clearcut notes of Reveille stirred the camp to action. No time was lost, and the men went hard at it. The darkness was no hindrance to most of them, for they had done a similar job at Matarae on the memorable day when General Sir Ian Hamilton had inspected the Otago division at the manoeuvres around Mount Ross, and extended to the squadrons comprising Otago's Mounted Rifles a full measure of praise for the splendid style in which they flung in a spirited flank attack. But perhaps that is digressing, and the scene at the camp this morning is best described by an eye-witness.
"The last notes of the Reveille had scarcely died away," he declared, "when every man commenced to get busy. There was no hanging off. The men knew their business, and were keen as mustard — to put it in a well-worn phrase. Obviously they had looked forward to this their last job in camp. The mounted regiments have always been noted for doing everything well, and here, as at Sutton and Matarae, there was no slacking. They attended to their horses as thoroughly as if they were going on a long route march, only to return to camp. Rained? Yes, it rained heavens hard. When the time came round for breakfast there were plenty of volunteers to act as orderlies, I can assure you. Meantime the baggage train had drawn into the siding, and later on the men shouldered their kits and marched over cheerfully and flung everything aboard. They had not been back long when 'Boot and Saddle' went, and every trooper stood to horse. When the first detachment swung out through the gates it was not yet daylight."
There was little or no fuss. A knot of "comrades in arms" raised a cheer as the successive columns left the camp behind them and took to the road en route for the Port, and the troopers themselves were in the best of spirits. A few civilians, including, be it said to their credit, a lady or two, were outside the gate, and when the column got properly under way the clattering of horses' hoofs on the roadway brought more than a few sleepy St. Kilda residents to the doors. And so the columns rode on the way while the City was yet, for the most part, wrapt in slumber.
TO-DAY'S PARADE STATE.
THE INFANTRY'S DEPARTURE.
The departure of the infantry from Tahuna Park was carried out under more favorable climatic conditions than prevailed when the mounted regiment were making their initial preparations. The infantry reveille sounded at 4.50, whilst it was still dark. In this section of the camp similar conditions existed as was the case with the mounted regiment. The men, anticipating an early reveille, did not trouble much about sleep or rest of any kind. "Lights out" was not one of the orders for that night, and the ''regulation" candlesticks — old Martini bayonets — were replenished at intervals, with candles from the stock in hand. The men lay or squatted about in their tents, and snatches of some popular ditty, rendered with gusto by a strong-voiced vocalist, the remainder of the occupants of the tent joining in the chorus, was heard at frequent intervals. In one tent could be heard the playing of a mandolin, recalling to mind the tuneful items capably rendered by a member of the force on visiting days when visitors to the camp grouped together in large numbers to listen. In other quarters tin whistles and mouth organs were brought into use, and the applause which almost invariably followed the playing of a tune indicated that the efforts of the performers were appreciated, in some of the tents men were approaching a drowsy stage when the mounted reveille sounded at 3 a.m. This tended to rouse into greater hilarity the sleepless infantrymen. It was still raining, and through the distinctive patter of the heavy raindrops on the canvas tents the mounted men could be heard attending to their duties at stables. By the time the infantry reveille sounded — 4.30 a.m.— not a few of the younger men were enjoying 40 winks. It was a relief, however, when the bugle sounded the first morning call a relief in more senses than one, practically every man had had some whispered communication with a non-commissioned officer indicating in an indirect way that they were about to strike camp. The five weeks under canvas, although a busy time, was of longer duration than almost any of them bargained for. They ever had in view the day of embarkation, and now, when it had really arrived, a load seemed to be lifted from their minds. Breakfast, usually partaken of with keen appetites, was not the most satisfactory of meals on this occasion. The usual routine was not being adhered to, and the regulation food allowance per man was found to be more than sufficient for their requirements. The immense trade done subsequently by the dry canteen proprietor in pies and soft drinks showed that the matutinal victuals, although quite up to the usual standard, had not met with due appreciation, which was doubtless owing to the food being served at an earlier hour than usual, and to the suppressed excitement which was all too apparent. Breakfast over, kits were packed in readiness for the impending ''fall in," and in the interval tin whistles and mouth organs were again requisitioned, and a cheery tone pervaded the camp. The sun was shining brightly by this time, and revealed a wet and muddy parade ground. Relatives and friends who had got a broad hint from some quarter of the approaching departure were seen to present the necessary pass, hurry past the guard at the main gate, and inquire from someone they met as to where the men of a particular platoon or regiment were to be found. If the person they inquired for happened to be a member of the mounted regiment, and the interrogator was informed that that section had left the camp at daylight en route for the port of embarkation, a look of disappointment was apparent. Here and there could be seen a father and mother standing apart, talking to their son and sharing a final chat, the latter all too evident in some cases suffering from suppressed emotion. The mother could not so effectively conceal her feelings at parting with her son, neither could the maid who has probably spent a restless night, knowing that on the morrow she is to bid farewell to her lover, who is about to embark for an "unknown destination." The sad-eyed girl one meets coming out of the camp gate tries to hide her grief, and bracing herself up as she leaves the camp, within the precincts of which some few minutes previously she has kissed her "soldier boy" good-bye, she presents a brave front, but the red eyes and tearstained cheeks tell too plainly of a parting too sacred for prying eyes. The bugle sounds the fall-in, and the men rush forward to take their places in the ranks. A few sharp orders and the, men have formed fours, and in full marching order and carrying kits they are on their way along Victoria road, where the train is in waiting to convey them to Port. A few minutes suffices to see them entrained, the rear engine whistles, the front locomotive repeats the signal, and the train moves off. Just as this train, with its human freight, is moving out, the attention of the few dozen onlookers who have assembled is attracted by the sound of a number of tin whistles and mouth organs. This comes from the last section of the troops, who, headed by the Pipe and Drum Band of the regiment, with only drums beating, are proceeding in the direction of the railway near the St. Kilda tram terminus to await the arrival of the next train. The men can be heard whistling as they march to the beat of the drum, the tune being that appropriate one 'Soldiers of the King,' this stirring war song being whistled with the enthusiasm of true patriots. The train arrives, the men take their places in two ranks alongside the waiting carriages, a few orders are given, and the troops file into the carriages. The train moves out, and the men answer with a ringing cheer the farewells of a few groups of civilians, and the last of the Otago section of the Expeditionary Force has commenced its journey to an "unknown destination."
AT DUNEDIN STATION.
A few persons who did not feel quite sure as to the arrangements went to the Dunedin station during the morning on the off-chance of the troop trains pulling up there. They saw nothing. The first string of 14 carriages stopped for three minutes at the overbridge to change the light engine for an ordinary one, and then ran through the station yard on the bark line of rails at five minutes to 11. The only persons in their sight at the station were a dozen who had waited on the bridge that leads into Thomas Burns street. They gave "the boys" a cheer, and it was heartily replied to. The second and last train ran through in similar fashion half an hour later. All the railway arrangements worked satisfactorily so far as the military were concerned. Some of the public who went to post letters by the 11.15 mail train or to see friends off by it were a bit vexed at being charged 2d to go on to the platform, but the barricading of the station gates was deemed a necessary precaution against a rush.
SCENES AT THE PORT.
A SPIRITED DISPLAY.
HOW THE TROOPS ARRIVED.
ALL ABOARD THE TRANSPORTS.
To-day was a historic day at Port Chalmers. Many years ago Otago's pioneers landed at the Port, to-day the descendants of those pioneers were embarking at the Port to fight for Britain's cause. The significance of the day was appreciated. It was a day of sadness and of rejoicing — sadness at parting, rejoicing to help the Empire. The sadness was concealed, the rejoicing was freely expressed — and the departing troopers were accorded a splendid send-off.
AT DUNEDIN STATION.
A few persons who did not feel quite sure as to the arrangements went to the Dunedin station during the morning on the off-chance of the troop trains pulling up there. They saw nothing. The first string of 14 carriages stopped for three minutes at the overbridge to change the light engine for an ordinary one, and then ran through the station yard on the bark line of rails at five minutes to 11. The only persons in their sight at the station were a dozen who had waited on the bridge that leads into Thomas Burns street. They gave "the boys" a cheer, and it was heartily replied to. The second and last train ran through in similar fashion half an hour later. All the railway arrangements worked satisfactorily so far as the military were concerned. Some of the public who went to post letters by the 11.15 mail train or to see friends off by it were a bit vexed at being charged 2d to go on to the platform, but the barricading of the station gates was deemed a necessary precaution against a rush.
SCENES AT THE PORT.
A SPIRITED DISPLAY.
HOW THE TROOPS ARRIVED.
ALL ABOARD THE TRANSPORTS.
To-day was a historic day at Port Chalmers. Many years ago Otago's pioneers landed at the Port, to-day the descendants of those pioneers were embarking at the Port to fight for Britain's cause. The significance of the day was appreciated. It was a day of sadness and of rejoicing — sadness at parting, rejoicing to help the Empire. The sadness was concealed, the rejoicing was freely expressed — and the departing troopers were accorded a splendid send-off.
At first the weather threatened to be unpropitious. Rain fell during the night, and the dawn broke dully. But the wind had died away. The morning was calm and still. People were early about looking for the troopers. A little after 7 o'clock the first detachment of horses arrived over the hill, and then other detachments followed — batches of moving grey at first scarcely distinguishable from the landscape. Every trooper in the first detachment had more horses in his charge than the one he rode. Some led as many as four horses. They went right down the wharf to the transports, for the first 70 horses had to be put into the hold of the Hawke's Bay, by means of horse-boxes. Lifting one horse aboard at a time in this way is inclined to be tedious, so all early start was made. The rest of the horses walked up from the wharf to the ships' decks on ramps, as they call the big gangways with the boarded-up sides. The work had been well planned out beforehand, and everything seemed to work smoothly. Meanwhile the people were collecting into an ever-increasing crowd in the main street, where the bands were playing.
Lord Kitchener's great precedent of sending the troops away quietly was respected. The wishes of the great Empire General were respected. No public holiday had been declared, and shops were open, and men went to work much as usual. But it was a day of days at the port of Otago. This was the port at which the pioneer colonists landed. Determined men and dauntless women had landed here over half a century ago to clear the bush-clad hills and prepare a home for the Empire outpost in the Southern seas. Where they landed from the emigrant ships to build a nation, their sons to-day were embarking to fight for the dear old Mother Land. The racial instincts were pulsing with a vigorous vitality. Port Chalmers rejoiced. The town was gay with bunting, and the band played inspiriting patriotic airs as the troops marched past. The main suggested a festival. There was bunting everywhere. The streets were hung with flags. The flags stretched across the streets in a great panorama of gay colors. The green flag of Ireland, the yellow flag of Scotland, the St. George's Cross were prominent, and flags of the Allies all fluttered forth their message of good-speed to the departing troops, which proudly over all waved the British ensign on the Town Hall and the New Zealand ensign from the flagstaff of the gaily-decorated band rotunda.
But the flags were not sufficient to express the sentiment of the day. Great lettered signs were stretched across the street, and on buildings along the street through which the troops marched to the transports. The first of such signs read "Soldiers of the Southern Cross, the Empire calls you." The next was spread over a shop front, and was worded "British blood tells on land or sea." "God save the King," "Good luck to our soldiers," ''Sons of the Southern Seas, the Empire needs you," "Disarm the oppressor," were also conspicuous. The final message (stretched across the entrance to the wharf) was: "God speed to our boys."
There was no formal farewell ceremony at Port Chalmers; nevertheless the town was given an opportunity to say au revoir to the departing troopers. At the invitation of Colonel Bauchop, the Mayor (Mr T. Scollay), with his councillors, and members of the local Patriotic Committee, went on board the troopships and wished the Expeditionary Force bon voyage.
Mr Scollay, addressing the troops, said: "Soldiers of the King, it is unnecessary to review the circumstances that have led up to your going to Europe to fight a barbarian enemy, who, by rapine and assassination, is fouling the history of civilisation. It is unnecessary to state that it was impossible for the British people to ignore the claims of honorable obligations, and that in consequence thereof our Empire is at war with a despotic militarism which started its warlike operations by scorning the honorable obligations of neutrality, and then proceeded with a programme of murder, outrage, and assassination, in comparison with which crude cannibalism is but as a child's pastime on a summer's day. Could Britishers tolerate such barbarian brutality? Could the Mistress of the Seas turn a deaf ear to the call for help? Emphatically no. We should be unworthy of the traditions of our race did we do otherwise than fight to maintain the liberty and civilisation that our forefathers bequeathed us. It is unnecessary to tell our fighting men of these things .We only come here to, say au revoir...Port Chalmers is proud to have given of her best in this Expeditionary Force. Colonel Bauchop is a Port Chalmers boy, Sergeant Montgomery is a Port Chalmers boy, and. a number of other Port boys are in the ranks. Port Chalmers has faith in her boys that they will acquit themselves worthily. We have a special interest in the Port boys, because we know them personally, but we are also proud of all the members of this Expeditionary Force."
It is almost superfluous to write that the mounted troops were cheered to the echo even at the early hour of arrival of the advance detachment. Knots of people gathered in the streets eagerly waiting to catch a sight of the mounted men in Otago's contingent for the front. They rode in column of route down the main street, making a brave showing, involuntarily glancing their eyes in the direction of the George street pier, where His Majesty's New Zealand transport loomed big and grey, but yet inviting. The brilliant sunshine which followed had not yet illuminated the scene as the troopers made straight to the wharf, dismounted, and led their horses to the gangways. The wharf suddenly became a scene of orderly activity. A few sharp orders directed operations effectively, and soon horses and men were embarking. Up the ramps the horses stepped gingerly, a trifle timid at first, but gradually gaining confidence. Led along the deck, they were quickly stalled in the sea quarters for the voyage to other ports. Good progress was also made in embarking by means of horseboxes for those which were to be stabled in the lower decks. By 10.30 about half the horses were aboard the transports, and old hands pronounced it good work. There was no cessation of operations until the job was completed.
And the infantry? The troop trains drew out of the subway on the Ocean Beach line, the men leaning out of the windows and suitably acknowledging the demonstration made for their benefit. Workmen downed tools and rushed to the fences, and cheered again and again, and similar scenes were witnessed all along the line. Enthusiasm was evident everywhere, and nowhere was it at a higher pitch than where the children at the schools adjacent to the lines took part.
Lord Kitchener's great precedent of sending the troops away quietly was respected. The wishes of the great Empire General were respected. No public holiday had been declared, and shops were open, and men went to work much as usual. But it was a day of days at the port of Otago. This was the port at which the pioneer colonists landed. Determined men and dauntless women had landed here over half a century ago to clear the bush-clad hills and prepare a home for the Empire outpost in the Southern seas. Where they landed from the emigrant ships to build a nation, their sons to-day were embarking to fight for the dear old Mother Land. The racial instincts were pulsing with a vigorous vitality. Port Chalmers rejoiced. The town was gay with bunting, and the band played inspiriting patriotic airs as the troops marched past. The main suggested a festival. There was bunting everywhere. The streets were hung with flags. The flags stretched across the streets in a great panorama of gay colors. The green flag of Ireland, the yellow flag of Scotland, the St. George's Cross were prominent, and flags of the Allies all fluttered forth their message of good-speed to the departing troops, which proudly over all waved the British ensign on the Town Hall and the New Zealand ensign from the flagstaff of the gaily-decorated band rotunda.
But the flags were not sufficient to express the sentiment of the day. Great lettered signs were stretched across the street, and on buildings along the street through which the troops marched to the transports. The first of such signs read "Soldiers of the Southern Cross, the Empire calls you." The next was spread over a shop front, and was worded "British blood tells on land or sea." "God save the King," "Good luck to our soldiers," ''Sons of the Southern Seas, the Empire needs you," "Disarm the oppressor," were also conspicuous. The final message (stretched across the entrance to the wharf) was: "God speed to our boys."
There was no formal farewell ceremony at Port Chalmers; nevertheless the town was given an opportunity to say au revoir to the departing troopers. At the invitation of Colonel Bauchop, the Mayor (Mr T. Scollay), with his councillors, and members of the local Patriotic Committee, went on board the troopships and wished the Expeditionary Force bon voyage.
Mr Scollay, addressing the troops, said: "Soldiers of the King, it is unnecessary to review the circumstances that have led up to your going to Europe to fight a barbarian enemy, who, by rapine and assassination, is fouling the history of civilisation. It is unnecessary to state that it was impossible for the British people to ignore the claims of honorable obligations, and that in consequence thereof our Empire is at war with a despotic militarism which started its warlike operations by scorning the honorable obligations of neutrality, and then proceeded with a programme of murder, outrage, and assassination, in comparison with which crude cannibalism is but as a child's pastime on a summer's day. Could Britishers tolerate such barbarian brutality? Could the Mistress of the Seas turn a deaf ear to the call for help? Emphatically no. We should be unworthy of the traditions of our race did we do otherwise than fight to maintain the liberty and civilisation that our forefathers bequeathed us. It is unnecessary to tell our fighting men of these things .We only come here to, say au revoir...Port Chalmers is proud to have given of her best in this Expeditionary Force. Colonel Bauchop is a Port Chalmers boy, Sergeant Montgomery is a Port Chalmers boy, and. a number of other Port boys are in the ranks. Port Chalmers has faith in her boys that they will acquit themselves worthily. We have a special interest in the Port boys, because we know them personally, but we are also proud of all the members of this Expeditionary Force."
It is almost superfluous to write that the mounted troops were cheered to the echo even at the early hour of arrival of the advance detachment. Knots of people gathered in the streets eagerly waiting to catch a sight of the mounted men in Otago's contingent for the front. They rode in column of route down the main street, making a brave showing, involuntarily glancing their eyes in the direction of the George street pier, where His Majesty's New Zealand transport loomed big and grey, but yet inviting. The brilliant sunshine which followed had not yet illuminated the scene as the troopers made straight to the wharf, dismounted, and led their horses to the gangways. The wharf suddenly became a scene of orderly activity. A few sharp orders directed operations effectively, and soon horses and men were embarking. Up the ramps the horses stepped gingerly, a trifle timid at first, but gradually gaining confidence. Led along the deck, they were quickly stalled in the sea quarters for the voyage to other ports. Good progress was also made in embarking by means of horseboxes for those which were to be stabled in the lower decks. By 10.30 about half the horses were aboard the transports, and old hands pronounced it good work. There was no cessation of operations until the job was completed.
And the infantry? The troop trains drew out of the subway on the Ocean Beach line, the men leaning out of the windows and suitably acknowledging the demonstration made for their benefit. Workmen downed tools and rushed to the fences, and cheered again and again, and similar scenes were witnessed all along the line. Enthusiasm was evident everywhere, and nowhere was it at a higher pitch than where the children at the schools adjacent to the lines took part.
The first train drew up alongside the troopship at 11.29, and in a few minute the bugle sang out "Detrain." Then 40 minutes later the second train raced in. The operations of detraining and embarkation were accomplished without a hitch, and the troops were soon aboard the grey ships berthed on either side of the pier.
The shipping of the troopers' horses supplied a scene of activity rarely witnessed on a wharf. The first glance disclosed merely a mass of men and horses, mostly in motion. But the second look showed that method pervaded the activity. Troopers busily put their mounts in sea-faring trim by removing the saddles and equipment. The operation seemed to win the horses' approval. Then, while the saddles were being sorted, the horses were led to the ramps. Timid horses had the help of many willing hands. The troopers seemed fond of their mounts. There was no stop in the work of embarking. As the horses walked aboard others streamed down the wharf to follow. So the work went on, hour after hour. And the cinematograph man on the transport's bridge was picturing it all.
Embarkation day will not soon be forgotten by the school boys at the Port. The boys were alert, and proffered willing assistance to the troopers. It is difficult to say whether the boys' help assisted the troopers, but the proffering of it assisted the boys, many of whom had rides down the street on the troopers' horses.
The entrance to the wharf where the troopships lay was barricaded and guarded. Most people wanted to get down the wharf, but couldn't; a few people wanted to get up the wharf, but couldn't pass the guard. These were the ship's stokers, and some of them said angry words, but the guard were as adamant.
The school band was quite a lively feature of embarkation day. The boys played patriotic airs at various places, and gave a good account of themselves. The Port Chalmers Brass Band played in the band rotunda.
The shipping of the troopers' horses supplied a scene of activity rarely witnessed on a wharf. The first glance disclosed merely a mass of men and horses, mostly in motion. But the second look showed that method pervaded the activity. Troopers busily put their mounts in sea-faring trim by removing the saddles and equipment. The operation seemed to win the horses' approval. Then, while the saddles were being sorted, the horses were led to the ramps. Timid horses had the help of many willing hands. The troopers seemed fond of their mounts. There was no stop in the work of embarking. As the horses walked aboard others streamed down the wharf to follow. So the work went on, hour after hour. And the cinematograph man on the transport's bridge was picturing it all.
Embarkation day will not soon be forgotten by the school boys at the Port. The boys were alert, and proffered willing assistance to the troopers. It is difficult to say whether the boys' help assisted the troopers, but the proffering of it assisted the boys, many of whom had rides down the street on the troopers' horses.
The entrance to the wharf where the troopships lay was barricaded and guarded. Most people wanted to get down the wharf, but couldn't; a few people wanted to get up the wharf, but couldn't pass the guard. These were the ship's stokers, and some of them said angry words, but the guard were as adamant.
The school band was quite a lively feature of embarkation day. The boys played patriotic airs at various places, and gave a good account of themselves. The Port Chalmers Brass Band played in the band rotunda.
The following is the embarkation state:— His Majesty's "New Zealand Troopship No. 9 (Hawke's Bay).
Officer commanding troops on hoard transport, Colonel A. Bauchop. C.M.G., N.Z.S.C., ship's adjutant, Captain H. C. Glendining, N.Z.S.C.; naval transport officer units — Otago Mounted Rifle Regiment (less one squadron), 21 officers, 423 other ranks, and 467 horses, two companies and machine gun section of the Otago Infantry Battalion, 15 officers, 475 other ranks, 16 horses. Portion of the Canterbury Mounted Rifles Regiment, 1 officer, 24 other ranks, and 66 horses.
—His Majesty's New Zealand Troopship No. 5 (Ruapehu).
—His Majesty's New Zealand Troopship No. 5 (Ruapehu).
Officer commanding troops on board transport, Lieutenant-colonel T. W. McDonald, N.Z.S.C.; ship's adjutant, Captain A. Moore, D.S.O., Royal Dublin Fusiliers; naval transport officer units—1 squadron of the Otago Mounted Rifles Regiment, 6 officers, 153 other ranks, 169 horses; Otago Infantry Battalion (less two companies and machine gun section), 20 officers, 601 other ranks, 44 horses; portion of Canterbury Mounted Rifles Regiment, 1 officer, 24 other ranks, and 30 horses.
A DESERTED CAMP.
To one who has been a regular visitor to Tahuna Park during the past five weeks, the scene presented this afternoon almost approached desolation. True, the Otago A. and P. Society's ground had the semblance of a military camp still, as the tents and marquees were still standing, but it lacked the animation so characteristic of the canvas home of military men. The horse lines are deserted, not one quadruped being visible; and one feels thankful that "man's best friend," although going to be cooped up on a troopship for an indefinite period, will at least exist under sanitary conditions. One almost dreads to think of the consequences that might have ensued from a longer sojourn under camp conditions at Tahuna Park. The rumor is current that the authorities had condemned the Park for a military camp, and it can be readily understood, even by a layman, that the precincts of the "tented field" may have become a hotbed for the dissemination of fever. The surface of the ground is very level, and, having been trodden solid by men and horses, is no longer porous. The rain which fell late last night and early this morning lay in a sheet on the surface of the inner ring, and was converted into liquid mud by the time the last of the troops had marched out. Under ordinary circumstances the Otago A. and P. Society would have held their annual horse parade at Tahuna Park on Thursday of this week, but the location of this event has been changed to Forbury Park. It is fortunate indeed that this latter ground is available, as even a cursory glance, at the usual home of the Otago Society's summer exhibitions shows that Tahuna Park is not in a condition to warrant anything of the kind being held there at present.
JOTTINGS.
Three trains were required to convey the troops and their baggage to Port Chalmers from Tahuna Park. At 4 a.m. a baggage train consisting of 14 K waggons and two carriages backed into Tahuna siding, and left at 8.35 a.m. with the whole of the baggage and a guard of 40 men. The next train left shortly after 10.30 a.m., and conveyed the infantry for embarkation on Transport No. 5 (Ruapehu), and the last train took its departure about 11.15 a.m., having on board the infantry who travel by Transport No. 9 (Hawke's Bay).
Colonel T. W. McDonald, officer commanding the infantry battalion, in the course of a chat with a "Star" reporter prior to embarkation to-day, said that he wished, on behalf of the officers and men of the battalion he had the honor to command, to state how grateful they were to the good people of Otago for many kindnesses shown the regiment while they were in camp. They were deeply grateful to the Patriotic Committee, the Women's Association, and the Scottish societies for the very generous manner in which they had contributed towards provisioning and equipping the forces. Colonel McDonald concluded by stating that officers and men were especially indebted to the Press for the assistance rendered, for the manner in which their duties had been carried out whilst the troops were in camp. Captain F. E. Cooke, who was to have sailed in the capacity of quartermaster, was recalled, at the last moment to attend to details in connection with the recent camp. -Evening Star, 22/9/1914.
THE EXPEDITIONARY FORCE
FINAL MESSAGE FROM TROOPSHIP.
COLONEL BAUCHOP'S VALEDICTORY.
Just before the Hawke's Bay took her departure yesterday afternoon a carrier pigeon (kindly supplied by Mr Esquilant) was placed on the troopship by an 'Evening Star' representative, Colonel Bauchop consenting to a request to send a farewell message to the people of Otago. The bird returned to its home this morning. It brought the following: This message is sent three hours after passing Taiaroa Head. The troops have now settled in their quarters on No. 9 Transport. In saying Good-bye to their fellow citizens from different parts of their Province the prevailing feeling is one of deep thankfulness to the patriotic committees who have worked unceasingly to equip and despatch the troops with every foresight for the work in hand. The discomfort inseparable from a campaign will be met in measure by this thoughtfulness. The responsibility which now devolves on your contingent will be accepted and carried through as becomes your representatives in the field who have been brought up in the traditions of Otago.
A. Bauchop, Lt.-Col., Officer Commanding Troopship.
The following message was sent from the O.C. No. 9 Transport to the O.C of troops at the Taiaroa forts: — "In saying good-bye to the last detachment of Otago troops, their fellow-soldiers on board wish them good luck and all honor in the service which is done in our coast and defences. — A. Bauchop." -Evening Star, 23/9/1914.
A DESERTED CAMP.
To one who has been a regular visitor to Tahuna Park during the past five weeks, the scene presented this afternoon almost approached desolation. True, the Otago A. and P. Society's ground had the semblance of a military camp still, as the tents and marquees were still standing, but it lacked the animation so characteristic of the canvas home of military men. The horse lines are deserted, not one quadruped being visible; and one feels thankful that "man's best friend," although going to be cooped up on a troopship for an indefinite period, will at least exist under sanitary conditions. One almost dreads to think of the consequences that might have ensued from a longer sojourn under camp conditions at Tahuna Park. The rumor is current that the authorities had condemned the Park for a military camp, and it can be readily understood, even by a layman, that the precincts of the "tented field" may have become a hotbed for the dissemination of fever. The surface of the ground is very level, and, having been trodden solid by men and horses, is no longer porous. The rain which fell late last night and early this morning lay in a sheet on the surface of the inner ring, and was converted into liquid mud by the time the last of the troops had marched out. Under ordinary circumstances the Otago A. and P. Society would have held their annual horse parade at Tahuna Park on Thursday of this week, but the location of this event has been changed to Forbury Park. It is fortunate indeed that this latter ground is available, as even a cursory glance, at the usual home of the Otago Society's summer exhibitions shows that Tahuna Park is not in a condition to warrant anything of the kind being held there at present.
JOTTINGS.
Three trains were required to convey the troops and their baggage to Port Chalmers from Tahuna Park. At 4 a.m. a baggage train consisting of 14 K waggons and two carriages backed into Tahuna siding, and left at 8.35 a.m. with the whole of the baggage and a guard of 40 men. The next train left shortly after 10.30 a.m., and conveyed the infantry for embarkation on Transport No. 5 (Ruapehu), and the last train took its departure about 11.15 a.m., having on board the infantry who travel by Transport No. 9 (Hawke's Bay).
Colonel T. W. McDonald, officer commanding the infantry battalion, in the course of a chat with a "Star" reporter prior to embarkation to-day, said that he wished, on behalf of the officers and men of the battalion he had the honor to command, to state how grateful they were to the good people of Otago for many kindnesses shown the regiment while they were in camp. They were deeply grateful to the Patriotic Committee, the Women's Association, and the Scottish societies for the very generous manner in which they had contributed towards provisioning and equipping the forces. Colonel McDonald concluded by stating that officers and men were especially indebted to the Press for the assistance rendered, for the manner in which their duties had been carried out whilst the troops were in camp. Captain F. E. Cooke, who was to have sailed in the capacity of quartermaster, was recalled, at the last moment to attend to details in connection with the recent camp. -Evening Star, 22/9/1914.
THE EXPEDITIONARY FORCE
FINAL MESSAGE FROM TROOPSHIP.
COLONEL BAUCHOP'S VALEDICTORY.
Just before the Hawke's Bay took her departure yesterday afternoon a carrier pigeon (kindly supplied by Mr Esquilant) was placed on the troopship by an 'Evening Star' representative, Colonel Bauchop consenting to a request to send a farewell message to the people of Otago. The bird returned to its home this morning. It brought the following: This message is sent three hours after passing Taiaroa Head. The troops have now settled in their quarters on No. 9 Transport. In saying Good-bye to their fellow citizens from different parts of their Province the prevailing feeling is one of deep thankfulness to the patriotic committees who have worked unceasingly to equip and despatch the troops with every foresight for the work in hand. The discomfort inseparable from a campaign will be met in measure by this thoughtfulness. The responsibility which now devolves on your contingent will be accepted and carried through as becomes your representatives in the field who have been brought up in the traditions of Otago.
A. Bauchop, Lt.-Col., Officer Commanding Troopship.
The following message was sent from the O.C. No. 9 Transport to the O.C of troops at the Taiaroa forts: — "In saying good-bye to the last detachment of Otago troops, their fellow-soldiers on board wish them good luck and all honor in the service which is done in our coast and defences. — A. Bauchop." -Evening Star, 23/9/1914.
Mrs. Arthur Bauchop left for England by the Remuera last week. Her mother, Mrs. Elder, was in town to see her off. -Dominion, 28/9/1914.
PARS ABOUT PEOPLE
Colonel Arthur Bauchop, C.M.G., who is with the Expeditionary Force, recently gave an interview, which surely is an example in brevity. When approached by a reporter for a few details concerning his career he remarked, with Sphinx-like gravity: "I really have no career. I have lived a blameless life, and that's about all there is to say!" Which, for brevity, recalls the story of Nigel Barker, the Australian crack runner. Barker, after returning from a big meeting at which he had competed unsuccessfully, was interviewed by an enterprising newspaper man. "What caused your defeat?" inquired the newspaper man encouragingly. "Another man ran faster!" replied Nigel. The newspaper man bowed and withdrew. Let us pray, brethren, that this par will not meet the eye of any local member of the Companionship of St. Michael and St. George. -Observer, 17/10/1914.
PERSONAL NOTES FROM LONDON.
NEW ZEALANDERS ABROAD (From Our Special Correspondent.)
Mrs. Bauchop, wife of Colonel Bauchop, who is coming over with the Expeditionary Force from New Zealand, has arrived in London, and is staying at Gloucester Terrace, Hyde Park. -Auckland Star, 28/12/1914.
"Our Boys" in Egypt.
LETTERS FROM MILTON CONTINGENTER.
The relatives and friends of members of the First expeditionary Force are now receiving mails from Egypt, describing the conditions and incidents of the voyage, also life in camp under the shadow of the Pyramids. We have been permitted to make the following extracts from letters written to his parents by a well-known Milton officer: —
Colombo, 15th November, 1914. We arrived here to-day from Albany, the journey having occupied 14 days, and we had splendid weather, especially in the tropics, where we experienced some heavy showers, the rain teeming down like emptying buckets of water. No doubt you are aware by now that the German raiding cruiser was sunk by the H.M.A.S. Sydney — one of our warship escorts. We knew the Emden was near us for a couple of days prior to the engagement, and the times were exciting. Our escorting cruisers were buzzing about like bees; they would suddenly forge full steam ahead or away to the sides, and have a look round whenever anything suspicious was occurring. All lights were extinguished at night, and you could not even light a match. The night before the Emden was sunk she steamed across our course, about 60 miles ahead of the transports. Her captain made a mistake in using his wireless to signal up his coaling boats. The wire was intercepted, and although the message was not understood, the warship officers knew the vessel was the Emden. The cruiser Minotaur departed full steam ahead that evening, and the following morning the Sydney steamed away, with war ensign flying and decks cleared for action. Then we knew the warships were out after trouble. The Melbourne and also the Japanese cruiser also departed with decks cleared. As you can imagine little drill was accomplished that morning, and the excitement was feverish. About an hour after the cruisers departed we received a wireless message that the Emden's career was finished; that the captain ran the vessel ashore at Cocos island to save her from sinking. The Melbourne, Minotaur, and Japanese cruiser never got a shot, and their officers and crew were greatly disappointed.
We had some sport with a mail steamer two days after leaving Albany. She was travelling full speed ahead from Albany to Colombo, and approached too close to our transports and escorts. The vessel was bailed up by a cruiser, and compelled to travel with us, but afterwards permitted to proceed alter all on board were sworn to secrecy.
We experienced a merry time crossing the Equator. King Neptune and his Court came aboard, and conferred honors on the captain of our transport Colonel Bauchop, and the naval transport officer. The captain received the Noble Order of the Bloater, a tin fish with red ribbon attached; Colonel Bauchop received the Noble Order of the Crossed Sardines; and on the transport officer was conferred the Great and Noble Order of the Extinguished Candle, because he ordered all lights out after dark. All the officers were put through Neptune's bath, shaved with a piece of hoop iron, compelled to swallow a soap pill, and their hair combed with a wooden comb, and head covered with hair oil (Reckitt's blue). They were afterwards smothered with soap, and the chairs on which they sat were kicked away, and they were pitched head foremost into the bath, where four men dressed in costume held the participants under water until confident they had swallowed a mouthful or two of the briny. The fun was fast and furious.
The weather is extremely hot, and we sleep on deck, whilst during the day we wear pants and singlet only. We have 600 horses aboard our vessel, and only four have died. The troopers stand by, and continually hose the animals. A few cases of sunstroke have occurred, owing to the men not wearing their hats.
Zeitown, Cairo, 7th December, 1914. At last we have arrived in Egypt, and are camped in the desert, about six miles from Cairo city. I was at Alexandria for three days after the troopships arrived, being kept back, with 50 men, to clean up the vessel. We then followed the regiment to Zeitown, where we are now encamped. It is mid-winter, but hotter than the hottest weather experienced in New Zealand. There is nothing but sand all round, which permeates your food and belongings. We are having an easy time, and are very comfortable. Everything is very cheap here. The population of Cairo is over 100,000, comprising chiefly Egyptians, Turks, Greeks, Italian — in fact, all sorts of nationalities. We rise at 5.30am, have breakfast and drill from 8.30am, to 1 p.m. afterwards doing nothing. We are all permitted to go to Cairo in the evenings.
There are 100,000 troops stationed around about Cairo, and we understand the idea is that, when the natives observe our strength there will be less probability of a native insurrection. There are 8000 New Zealanders at Zeitown, 30,000 Australians about ten miles distant, 25,000 English Tommies stationed near us, and 40,000 Indian troops. Some of the latter are stationed near us, but the majority are away in the desert where trouble will probably arise first — if it should happen. There is a canteen in each camp, where one can obtain light English beer for 2d per pint. Endeavors were unsuccessfully made to stop our canteen being opened. It is cold at night, but very healthy. We have a fine tent, the floor of which is covered with native matting, which cost only seven and a-half, piastres (1s 6d). Everything is "dirt cheap" here — the best Egyptian cigarettes can be bought at 1s per hundred; fruit is excellent and cheap. The Matarae and Sutton camps fall into insignificance as with the tens of thousands of troop gathered here. By the way, one can purchase a made-to-measure uniform of khaki drill for slightly over 13s; these uniforms are excellent for the hot climate. Camels, donkeys, oxen, and and horses are used in vehicles here, but we have become accustomed to the strange sights.
The railway carriages are excellent, wide, and well-upholstered. The electric gears are "miles ahead" of those in the Dominion, both for speed and superior accommodation. There is an electric tram route from the camp to Cairo city and the fare is only one half piastre. The railway also connects the camp with the city; fare two piastres first-class.
We did not know we were coming to Egypt until about three days before landing. It is understood we are to be kept here for three months' training, but the consensus of opinion of the officers is that we will not depart from .here until the war is concluded, as the British Government intends taking over the whole of the Egyptian territory.
The writer concludes with best wishes to Milton friends, and states he is enjoying excellent health. -Bruce Herald, 1/2/1915.
News From Egypt (excerpt)
Colonel Bauchop is staying with his wife at the Zeitoun Hotel, Zeitoun, and the Misses Batchelor daughters of Lieutenant-Colonel B. C. Batchelor, Senior Consulting Surgeon N.Z. Division Expeditionary Forces, are due here by the Mooltan from Sydney and New Zealand on 23rd February. -Evening Post, 24/3/1915.
BIRTH.
BAUCHOP. — On the 19th. May, at Hampstead, London, to Colonel and Mrs. Arthur Bauchop, a daughter. -Dominion, 22/5/1915.
The birth of Elizabeth Bauchop occurred while Arthur was on the shores of Gallipoli Peninsula with the Otago Infantry Regiment. I have found no record of whether he was made aware of the arrival of his daughter - I think it was likely that he was. The day his daughter was born, Arthur was with the Otagos behind the lines, the men working on roads and unloading stores. News came in the afternoon of a large Turkish attack on their previous positions, falling on the Australians and New Zealanders there. Officers were puzzled by a new words in the reports, a word they had not seen before. That word was "Anzac."
The night of the 19th was spent bivouaced in "Reserve Gully."
Elizabeth would never meet her father.
The birth of Elizabeth Bauchop occurred while Arthur was on the shores of Gallipoli Peninsula with the Otago Infantry Regiment. I have found no record of whether he was made aware of the arrival of his daughter - I think it was likely that he was. The day his daughter was born, Arthur was with the Otagos behind the lines, the men working on roads and unloading stores. News came in the afternoon of a large Turkish attack on their previous positions, falling on the Australians and New Zealanders there. Officers were puzzled by a new words in the reports, a word they had not seen before. That word was "Anzac."
The night of the 19th was spent bivouaced in "Reserve Gully."
Elizabeth would never meet her father.
Personal
A cable received yesterday stated that Lieut.-Colonel Arthur Bauchop had been slightly wounded at the Dardanelles. -Wairarapa Age, 10/7/1915.
PARS ABOUT PEOPLE
That gallant New Zealander Colonel Arthur Bauchop, C.M.G., formerly officer commanding the Canterbury Military District and previously commanding at Wellington, is reported to have been "slightly wounded" in a recent action on the Gallipoli Peninsula. Colonel Bauchop is typical of the soldier who carries an iron hand in a kid glove. His exuberant gentleness in everyday relationships gives him a charm and people who have inclined to the belief that there is some affectation about Arthur ultimately admit on closer acquaintance that he is above all things an effective, efficient soldier who plays the game with all men and insists that they shall play the game with him. As a captain in in South Africa Bauchop only annoyed those to whom discipline was difficult and there is a story of an unruly soldier who secreted himself on the horse lines and who made a sudden grab at the leg of the officer as he passed, throwing him to the ground. The officer could have, indeed, ought to have ordered an arrest, but instead he quietly invited him outside the horselines, removed his jacket and thoroughly and scientifically pasted him. Having done which he ordered the man to resume his jacket and hat and "go back to your lines." The man sneaked sullenly off. "Come back!" he said. The man came. "You didn't salute, you know!" The man saluted. "That's right, be a good chap in future." The man himself tells the yarn. -Observer, 17/7/1915.
COLONEL BAUCHOP, C.M.G.
DIES FROM WOUNDS.
An Association message received this afternoon states that Colonel Arthur Bauchop died from wounds on the hospital ship.
Colonel Bauchop, twice reported wounded and now reported dead, was the youngest son of the late Mr Robert Bauchop, of Port Chalmers, and was born in that town in 1871. He was educated at the Port Chalmers School and the Otago Boys’ High School, and always took a keen interest in military matters. He entered the Garrison Artillery in 1898 as a subaltern, and went to the Boer War in a mounted corps two years later with that rank. A few months after reaching South Africa he was promoted to a captaincy, and was engaged in operations in Western Transvaal and Natal for two years. He commanded a squadron in General Babington’s column, which played an important part in capturing nine guns from De La Ray on March 2, 1901. At Spitzkop, on 11th February, 1901, he saved a wounded member of the Imperial Yeomanry by giving up his horse; and on June 12, 1901, was appointed major of Sixth Contingent. Oh February 24, 1902, at Bothasberg, he commanded the left wing of the Seventh New Zealanders, which bore the brunt of the fighting when De Wet strove to break the cordon established by Lord Kitchener. He was raised to the rank of major in 1901, and at the conclusion of the war he remained in South Africa for some two years and a-half, during a portion of which time he held a commission in Major-general Baden-Powell’s Constabulary. He had the distinction of G.M.G. conferred on him in 1902, and a couple of years later he was appointed colonel. Colonel Bauchop took charge of the Canterbury military district in 1904, and was appointed to a similar position in Wellington in 1907, taking charge of the Otago District in 1912. Colonel Bauchop was married two years ago to Miss M. J. Elder, daughter of Mr H. R. Elder, of Waikanae. The following particulars of his career are taken from the ‘Army List’. — South African War, 1900-02. Operations in Transvaal, west of Pretoria, August 29 to November, 1900. Operations in Transvaal, November 30, 1901, to July, 1901; August to December, 1901; and April and May, 1902. Operations in the Orange River Colony, July to August, 1901, and December, 1901, to April, 1902. Operations on the Zulu Land frontier of Natal in September and October, 1901. Mentioned in despatches, London ‘Gazette,’ April 16, 1901; August 20, 1901; and April 23, 1902. Queen’s medal with four clasps; King’s medal with two clasps; C.M.G., March, 1902. He was given charge of the Otago Mounteds when the Main Expeditionary Force was formed last year.
Colonel Bauchop was mentioned in despatches on April 16, 1901, August 20, 1901, February 2, 1902, and April 25, 1902. It was stated that at Spitzkop Colonel Bauchop (then captain) had earned the V.C., but as no superior officer had witnessed his gallant action the distinction was not conferred. He was the best allround athlete — distinguished in football, rowing, and on the running track — that this district has produced.
HOW THE NEWS WAS RECEIVED. The most profound regret was the dominant note at Port Chalmers to-day when it was reported that Colonel Bauchop was dead. He was born at the Port, where he was always very popular. As a youth he was a keen athlete. Rowing was his summer hobby, and in winter he was a prominent player in the Port football team. He also took an active part in Defence matters, joining the Port Navals as junior lieutenant when the late Captain Waters was in charge of the company, with Major Dodds as senior lieutenant. When the South African War broke out he volunteered for active service and went away in the Fourth Contingent. His soldierly qualities brought him distinction in that campaign. He was of a very genial disposition. and absolute fearlessness was an outstanding feature in his fine and manly character. Colonel Bauchop is the sixth volunteer from Port Chalmers to make the major sacrifice in the present war. -Evening Star, 14/8/1915.
Arthur Bauchop died on the hill which was given his name. With the aid of memoirs written by Noel Trolove (a Southland soldier who survived the War and died in 1940) and held at the Alexander Turnbull Library the New Zealand government project "WW100" was able to describe the sniper's shot which fatally wounded Arthur Bauchop:
The NZ Mounted Rifles led off the attack by clearing Ottoman posts on its northern approaches in a daring night-time raid with "bayonets only." Described by Charles Bean as "a magnificent feat of arms, the brilliance of which was never surpassed, if indeed equalled, during the campaign", this opened the way for the infantry advance up the valleys to the summit that followed. The Otago Mounteds' role was to take Bauchop's Hill, a strategic promontory named in honour of their commander.
Having taken the hill, the Otago men quickly dug in on its summit and awaited the inevitable Ottoman counter-attacks. As the first one came, from a much larger force of Ottomans, Bauchop led the defence from the front: "Let them come boys, till they show above the scrub - I'll give the word - then five rounds rapid (fire). Yell like hell and into them with the bayonet." Further Ottoman attacks were seen off the same way. "The Colonel patrolled the hill top all night encouraging the men and getting us to cheer like dervishes at intervals. we made enough noise for a hundred men."
As dawn broke on 7 August, with the positions still secure, Bauchop led his men in a final cheer: "He only got as far as 'Hip, Hip', when there was a flash from a patch of scrub sixty or seventy yards away on a little spur on the left front. The Colonel staggered and fell. Several of us picked him up and carried him to a little depression near the summit. when asked by the Otago officer if he was hard hit, he answered, 'Yes, I'm done, but don't worry about me, carry on.'"
Bauchop was mortally wounded. The commander of the New Zealand Expeditionary Force (NZEF) Major-General Sir Alexander Godley spoke to him shortly after he had been shot and later wrote "Though he was hardly conscious all he said was 'I hope we did what you wanted' and 'it was glorious while it lasted.'" Bauchop died on a hospital ship three days later. His men were devastated. "We get more men and good men, but can we get as good a Colonel again?" wrote one.
Lieutenant-colonel Arthur Bauchop, CMG, was admitted to the Hospital ship "Delta" with a bullet wound in his spine on August 8th, 1915. He died on board on the 10th and was buried at sea either on that day or on the 11th when the report of his death and burial was added to his army records.
| LIEUT-COLONEL ARTHUR BAUCHOP, Killed in action during recent fighting at the Dardanelles. He was in command of the Otago Battalion of New Zealand's Main Expeditionary Force. —Bartlett, photo. -Free Lance, 20/8/1915. |
Another view from a soldier writing home:
HOW COLONEL BAUCHOP DIED.
GALLANT WORK AT BAUCHOP'S RIDGE
[From Our Correspondent.] DUNEDIN, September 30. Lieutenant R. F. Mitchell writes from Heliopolis Hospital to his brother (Mr D. G. Mitchell, of the Dunedin Telegraph Department), giving details of how Lieutenant-Colonel Bauchop and other members of the Otago Mounted Regiment gave their lives for the Empire. He says: —
"I had eleven weeks on Gallipoli Peninsula and the heat was awful. The sights seen there beggar description. Our little squadron got it hot and strong. On Friday, August 6, at 9.30 p.m., we moved out to take a position on Bauchop's Ridge, which was about 1200 or 1400 yards away. We had to take it with the bayonet, not a shot to be fired, and well and nobly our men did it, but at what a cost. I think there were only nine left, in my troop.
"Our poor old Captain Bruce Hay died like a soldier. He was dictating orders to me to send to the general when he suddenly said, 'Oh!' and, putting his hand to his heart, went right down. I asked if he was badly hit, but he just turned and looked at me, and said 'Good-bye.' He only lived a short time. Two hours previous to the charge he said to me, 'By this time to-morrow morning, Mitch, we will have earned the right to wear the King's uniform. I've soldiered twenty years for this.' He earned the right if ever a man did.
"Poor Norman Baxter. He was a good boy. He died of his wounds. You can tell his parents that he was one of the bravest and died as a true British soldier, well in the front and fighting like six men. He was one of the favourites in the squadron and was loved by all. He was a great worker and was of a very kindly nature. His parents must not grieve for him, but must be proud to have had such a son. He had not passed away when I saw him, but I believe he died shortly afterwards.
"I saw old Jack Fea. He was alive when I saw him last, but hear he passed away. He was bravery personified. The last position we charged we struck more Turks than we thought and had to form a fighting line. Sergeant Fea was well ahead of it, so I sent out two volunteers to bring him in. He was wounded very badly, but even then he called to me and showed me where the Turks were. That showed the piece of stuff that Sergeant Jack Fea was made of.
"Our colonel (Bauchop) was shot just after we had consolidated our position. He was a game one, and was always in the thick of it, dealing it out well and hearty. He lived for a short time, but was paralysed. Even had he lived he would never have been able to move.
"Trooper Sise was wounded, but not seriously. He also was playing the game. Trooper Bridgeman was splendid, and was as cool as a cucumber. He never got a scratch and was in the thick of it all the time. I could write pages of the doings of our fellows that night and of their bravery. Lieutenant-Colonel Moore came over in the same boat as me. He had a bullet through his leg, but is getting on all right. The sister is coming to dress my hand, so I must now finish.''
Word has since been received that the writer of the letter has been invalided home. -Star, 1/10/1915.
MEMORIAL SERVICE AT PORT CHALMERS.
Yesterday afternoon the Port Chalmers people reverently honored their dead by means of an impressive memorial service tor Colonel Bauchop and the other Port boys who have given their lives for their country during the present war. The service was conducted by the Rev. W M Grant in the Garrison Hall, which was filled to overflowing, the assembly including many friends from the City. The military aspect of the ceremony was represented by many men in uniform. Major Dodd was in charge of a company of local and a number of Defence officers from Dunedin were also present in uniform. The Ex-Navals' Club was officially represented by Captain Knewstubb, who was also in charge of a section of the National Reserve. The Mayor and councillors, also representatives of other local bodies and of athletic clubs also attended. Amongst those who had made a special effort to be present was Mr A. R. Falconer, the veteran seamen's friend.
On the platform with Mr Grant were Chaplain-captains W. Saunders and A. A Whyte. The Congregational Church choir were assisted by the Choral Society, under their conductor (Mr J. Howden). Miss E. McKinlay presided at the organ.
Mr Grant chose as his text 2 Timothy iv., 7: "I have fought the good fight, I have finished the course, I have kept the faith." The sermon was at once simple, solemn, and inspiring. The preacher said that their service that afternoon reminded them in a very solemn way that they, as a people, were passing from a glad and happy childhood of peace and prosperity into the wider responsibilities and the sterner work of manhood. Hitherto the little fighting done in this country was of such a nature as scarcely to cause a ripple on the surface of our national life. It was but the struggle of a brave and warlike people against an overwhelming power — a power, however, that desired rather to help than to crush those who opposed it. Even that was far past, and happily the memory of it scarcely remained. But now, suddenly and terribly, we had come into a new age, and even in this peaceful country, from end to end, was heard the tramp of armed men. There had come to us a new and solemn responsibility — we had to take our place in the councils of Empire and to share its burdens. Our youths of these days had to face sterner questions than did their grandfathers in the days of strenuous pioneering. Let them rise to their responsibilities, consecrating themselves to God's service and seeking from Him strength and grace every day to do His will. Life's great opportunity of service was here: "Go and dare before you die something mighty and sublime."
"We bear in remembrance," said Mr Grant, "in this service the whole band of brave lads — our own fellow townsmen — who at the call of King and Empire have gone to the front to give themselves for the defence of these great principles of liberty and justice for which our forefathers fought and died. Our boys have bravely answered the call of duty, and here in this service our thoughts, our prayers, our sympathies go out to them in the trenches, in the field, or on the ocean. We rejoice because they were willing in the day of need. We remember also with grateful and loving memory those of our own number who have already made the supreme sacrifice of their own lives in this war — Joseph Salter, Maitland Peters, Alfred Larkins, George Brown, E. Yeoman, Arthur Bauchop (how the list grows!), and we fear also that George Wilson and John Craig Dove, though officially reported as respectively missing and wounded, may be numbered amongst the dead. Four of these (Peters, Wilson, Dove, and Bauchop) were scholars in our Sunday school. With utter loyalty they served their King.
"Oh, lads, dear lads, you were loyal and true; The work of the fight was borne by you. So the word shall go forth to cottage and hall: Our battles are won by the men that fall."
"Colonel Arthur Bauchop, who has been truly described as 'a soldier and a gentleman,' was known to nearly all here. Many of you were the friends and playfellows of his boyhood and went to school with him; while others of you knew him in the days of manhood and when life's sterner duties had claimed him. All who knew him mourn in him the loss of a brave soldier and an eminently lovable and true man, who by his faithful life of service has brought honor to our town and country. Personally I feel his death keenly, for so many of the brightest and best memories of my life gather round the home from which he came and the warm personal friendship of his parents and every member of his family. Many of us know what fine townspeople his parents were. When first I met Colonel Bauchop he was a bright-faced, sparkling-eyed, happy, eager, handsome boy of 11 years of age — a real boy, with plenty of life and fun. From that time until he was over 20 I knew him in the close personal intimacy of the home, the Bible class, the Sunday school, and the church. Those were the years during which his character was being formed. In the last letter from him before he left Egypt for the Dardanelles he went back to those early days. He was a many-sided man. He loved sport, and threw himself into it with all the eager ardor of his nature — rowing, running, football. You know how manly he was in every game he played, and how cleanly and fairly he played the game. He made it a part of that discipline through which he achieved great things. As a soldier we know the proud record he won; how his men trusted him, how they loved him, and how he loved them. On many a well-fought field in South Africa, by brave and fearless deeds, he won renown. Time and again he was mentioned in despatches, he was promoted, and then his King honored him. It was said that by his unselfish valor he earned the V.C, but as no superior officer was there to witness his gallant action it could not be conferred. A striking feature of his character was his loyalty as a son. The photograph showings him sitting in the midst of a large group of Port boys shortly before leaving Egypt for the Dardanelles was characteristic of his love for his native town. Our hearts to-day go out in sympathy to those who mourn the loss of one so brave and true."
The Port Chalmers Band played the Dead March, and the service terminated with the singing of the National Anthem. -Evening Star, 23/8/1915.
BAUCHOP RIDGE.
A HISTORICAL SITE ON GALLIPOLI.
(special to "the press.") DUNEDIN, August 27. The late Colonel Arthur Bauchop, D.S.O., in a private letter which has been received from him, mentioned the circumstance that a ridge on the Gallipoli Peninsula has been named after him. He wrote: —
"Here we are, looking out on the beautiful Aegean Sea with six steam trawlers and eight destroyers for our daily companions. The latter have to be constantly on the move (for fear of submarines) night and day. They help us wonderfully, and come in to within 600 yards of us to ask where we want the shells placed. We can't decide whether they own us, or vice versa.; good spirit on both sides. I had a trip in the Pincher, destroyer, the other day to Helles, and saw their show there. I was not impressed a bit. They have yet to seize Achi Baba, and there is another problem after, before they dominate the Narrows.
"I saw the Plains of Troy across on the Asiatic shore from where they were pelting us with a 4.7 in gun. I prefer our wicket up here — in spite of the wary sniper, who 'ceaseth not day or night.'
"Yesterday General Birdwood came into our camp with his chief of staff (Andrew Skean), who was at Camberley, Andrew told me he had called the ridge (up which we will trip off on a fine mission some morning) Bauchop Ridge on the map. It will figure (I think) in New Zealand as a historical locality.
"Up through the Cyclades, into these Grecian Islands, with all the glamour of Homer's Odyssey, the reality is far more beautiful. The countryside is covered with poppies and flowers of all sorts and colours. The thyme crushes under our feet, and I can't rid myself of 'I Know a Bank,' while the scent is beautiful. Our cook, too, seasons our bully beef and onions with it.
"The stink of the dead Turk round our post here is awful. Glendining and I had a gruesome job the other night. We had to go and re-site an old Turkish trench and use it ourselves. Walking in the trenches, pitch dark, we had to walk over them (four weeks old!) We worked with 100 men for four hours after which I went down and washed that stench from my nostrils and mouth in the salt water — but days did not eradicate it. Did you see my S.M. Porteous got the Military Cross? I was very proud." -Press, 28/8/1915.
Bauchop's Ridge. Hocken Library photo.
THE DEFENCE FORCES
by Sentry
The late Colonel Bauchop was beloved by many for his engaging personality and his essentially British qualities. A brother solder, Major F. Waite, has penned the following appreciation: —
It is fitting, I think, that one who was often associated with Colonel Bauchop should pay a small tribute now that he is no more.
In New Zealand and Gallipoli I had the honour to serve under him. None of us is perfect; we all have our faults and peculiarities. Men who did not know the colonel sometimes misunderstood him. He could be very sarcastic at times. Well do I remember one incident at Sutton camp. A certain officer was not as tidy as he might have been. He wore a very old uniform, and had evidently lost his razor. The colonel, of course, knew perfectly well who the delinquent was, but going up to him, the colonel said, in his inimitable way: "Well, my man, what company do you cook for?" Everyone except the questioner felt decidedly uncomfortable. Explanation followed, and next day the erring officer was as spick and span as any adjutant!
And this habit of speaking to "cooks" and any old fellow he met was his characteristic attitude to men in the ranks. Away on the left flank of the Anzac position the Otago Mounted Rifles had two outposts. Down below No. 3 post was an excellent spring of water. This was a godsend to the thirsty men and the still thirstier mules of the Transport Corps. Sometimes we would go down and sit at the well and watch soldiers come from far and near to draw the precious water. Maoris, Sikhs, men from Waitati and the Waiau, would come with their tins and water bottles. And the interesting point is this: that whenever an Otago mounted man appeared the colonel would invariably greet him by name! There are a good many men in a mounted regiment, but no matter what. his rank (and it is generally the humble trooper who carries water) he would be greeted personally. Is it any wonder his men loved him? Arthur Bauchop was a lovable man.
He was so tactful, too. I once had occasion to relieve another officer during an encampment. I never thought of taking my blue uniform with me. The first evening all the members of the mess appeared in blue, but I having no other kit, appeared in khaki. The second evening the colonel himself appeared in service kit, and every evening following there were two of us in khaki — the colonel and myself. Nothing was said, but could anything have been more tactful?
He was very human. In Gallipoli there is a great wealth of beautiful flowers and grasses. The colonel was interested in gardening. We chatted of gardens and gardeners (particularly gardeners), and after a few jokes about trenching, the conversation took a personal turn, and both of us being very proud fathers, we exchanged photographs of certain treasures. Remembering these things, it is distressing to think of those whose loss is much greater than ours. When the little girl grows up she will have a very great deal to be proud of. For her father died a gallant death, and on the hospital ship his bearing was wonderful. He actually was cheerful till the end came. He was suffering terribly, and his thoughts must have been far away, but he never forgot that he was leader of men and must set a cheery example to others.
And now he is gone. St. Andrew street and Matarae will see him no more. He leaves a very fragrant memory, and many of us are better men and more efficient soldiers, because in our day we came under the influence of Colonel Arthur Bauchop. C.M.G. -Otago Daily Times, 10/12/1915.
THE LATE COLONEL BAUCHOP
SCHOOL MEMORIAL PORTRAIT. (abridged)
At the break-up ceremony in connection with the Port Chalmers School the local exNavals' Club presented to the School Committee a framed photograph of the late Colonel Arthur Bauchop, C.M.G. The portrait shows the colonel, in field uniform, standing in front of his tent, and it is a very fair likeness of that brave soldier who, as is well known, fell in the Gallipoli campaign. The colonel, as one of the speakers said, was an officer who "knew what to do, and was not afraid, to do it — and did it." The portrait is to be hung in the school, of which the colonel was an ex-pupil.
Mr E. Knewstubb, president of the exNavals' Club, in asking the committee to accept the portrait for the school, referred in fitting terms to the high esteem in which the colonel was held, both as a citizen and as a brave soldier. Some time ago the members of the club decided it was fitting that they, as old volunteers, should do something to commemorate Colonel Bauchop, who commenced his military career in the Port Navals in the old volunteer days. They therefore resolved to present framed portraits of him to Mrs Bauchop, to the Borough Council, and to the School Committee for the school. The colonel, as they were all aware, was a native of the town and as he was educated at the District High School it seemed right that his portrait should be in the school. It would serve in the years to come to inspire the pupils to noble resolve and high endeavor. The boys of the future would no doubt recount the fact with pride that, the colonel in his earlier years took a keen interest in sport, and at cricket, football, and rowing was hard to beat. Then the teachers could direct the pupils' emulation to higher purpose by telling them how the colonel also excelled in the discharge of the greater responsibilities, eventually giving his life on the field of battle in the Service of his King and for the sake of his country.
...he was O.C. in charge successively of the Canterbury, Wellington, and Otago military districts. Holding the last-named position ho volunteered for active service, at the outbreak of the present war, and left with the main body, New Zealand Expeditionary Force. He sailed from Port Chalmers in the troopship Hawke's Bay, and as that vessel was passing out at the Heads, where the colonel's old company were mobilised for garrison duty. Major Dodds said be would never forget the message of "Good-bye and good cheer" which Colonel Bauchop semaphored to them. The colonel was a born leader of men, his abounding good nature and ability enabling him to adjust himself to any circumstances. He was absolutely without fear, he endeared himself to his men, and he died as he would have wished — as a soldier in action.
Mr .T. Watson and the Rev. W. M. Grant also added their tribute of respect to the memory of Colonel Bauchop. On behalf of the School Committee, the Chairman (Mr J. McLachlan) thanked the club for the portrait, stating that it should have an honored place in the school. -Evening Star, 20/12/1916.
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| Arthur Bauchop outside his hut on Gallipoli. Above him is an oar from a stranded Australian landing boat. |
ON CHUNUK BAIR.
GALLIPOLI MEMORIAL.
"ALMOST A GALA DAY."
HISTORIC GATHERING.
Press Association — Copyright, Australian and N.Z. Cable Association. Constantinople, May 13. There was almost a gala day at the Dardanelles and the Gallipoli Peninsula on the occasion of the unveiling of the Chunuk Bair memorial to the fallen New Zealanders, erected on Russell Top. Five hundred pilgrims, including several ex-combatants from everywhere in the Empire, arrived by the liner Ormonde. The Turkish authorities granted every facility and the Governors of Gallipoli and Chunuk attended the ceremony. A detachment of gendarmerie rendered the honours.
Carts throughout the peninsula had been requisitioned to transport the visitors. It was a stiff climb from the beach and it was an odd sight to see springless vehicles of all descriptions being drawn by horses, donkeys and bullocks up the narrow trail. A couple of cars, belonging to the War Graves Commission, carried Sir James Allen (High Commissioner for New Zealand), his daughter, General Sir Alexander Godley, General Sir Andrew Russell and Lady Godley.
Sir James Allen, in a speech, sympathetically referred to the Turks, who recognised the graves as a sacred trust.
Sir Alexander Godley unveiled the memorial, and in a speech described the fighting during the dark days of 1915.
Sir Andrew Russell eulogised the splendid qualities of the New Zealanders and touchingly described the death of Colonel Arthur Bauchop, C.M.G., who, though grievously wounded, responded to Sir Andrew Russell's effort to cheer him up with: ''This is the end." Then he paused, and a smile flickered over his face, and he added: "And a jolly good end, too."
The Rev. Mollineux, chaplain of the forces, read the service, the "Last Post" was sounded, and so closed the simple service. Beautiful wreaths were laid on the monument by military and ex-service organisations. Several other cemeteries were visited, notably the beach cemetery, where Sir James Allen laid a wreath.
Sir James Allen entertained the Turkish officials at tea on board the Ormonde. Sir James Allen leaves Constantinople to-morrow. -Stratford Evening Post, 15/5/1925.
MEMORIES OF MEN — Arthur Bauchop. Colonel Arthur Bauchop gave his name permanently to a most unpleasant place on Gallipoli. He was one of those rare examples of a man who was handsome as well as efficient, a man "who put in the boot with a kid glove." and yet made even Irishmen love him. As O.C. Wellington district, before the war, he told a quaint story of one of his office staff. This man said to Bauchop: ''By Jove! working men are lazy. I've been watching a plumber on that roof on the opposite side of the road for two hours, and he hasn't done a bally tap." "And you?" smiled Bauchop. -Auckland Star, 22/9/1926.
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| Port Chalmers Cemetery. |
A suggestion that should meet with the approval of the residents of Port Chalmers is being made by the Mansford and Reynoldstown Ratepayers’ Association to the Borough Council. It is proposed that the road along the foreshore from the end of Macandrew road to the northern boundary of the borough be named Bauchop road, in memory of the late Colonel Arthur Bauchop, who was a native of Port Chalmers. -Evening Star, 8/6/1931.
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| Otago Boys High School's Arthur Bauchop Cup, presented for the 800m challenge cup in senior athletics. With thanks to Susan Madden-Grey at OBHS for access. |
Arthur's presentation sword is not, as far as I know, to be found in New Zealand. Perhaps it was inherited by his daughter, Elizabeth, and resides now in the house of a descendant.
Here and There
Cabled advice has been received of the wedding in London of Elizabeth Elder, daughter of the late Colonel Arthur Bauchop; C.M.G., N.Z.S.C., and Mrs. Bauchop, to Colonel Whyte, of the Ghurka Paratroop Battalion. During the war, the bride has been on the staff of New Zealand House, London, and her mother has been occupied in attending to New Zealand hospital cases in England. -Evening Post, 22/5/1945.
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| OBHS Roll of honour. A difficult angle so not the best of images |
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