Byers Family Related World War 1 Roll Call

The following individual descendant family members served during World War 1. They are related to The Byres Family which is being researched on this site.
This list does not include Byres descendants who are also descendants of other families which have their own separate roll call.

Name Enlistment date/place Relationship Fate Online Resources
#3017 Private
BYERS
Thomas Ernest
40th Btn - 7th Reinforcements
1 November 1916
Claremont, TAS
Son of James Byers jnr and Clara Housego.
Thomas was the great-grandson of
William Byres and Margaret Wilson.
Died of wounds at
Albert, France
on 28 March 1918. Poppy
#3018 Private
BYERS
William Housego Scott
40th Btn - 7th Reinforcements
1 November 1916
Claremont, TAS
Son of James Byers jnr and Clara Housego.
William was the great-grandson of
William Byres and Margaret Wilson.
Returned to Australia
on 4 July 1919.
#286 Gunner
BYERS
Henry
Siege Artillery Brigade -
36th Heavy Artillery
4 January 1916
Thursday Island, QLD
Son of William James Byers and Margaret Mary Tweedie.
Henry was the great-grandson of
William Byres and Margaret Wilson.
Returned to Australia
on 3 March 1919.
#1322 Gunner
BYERS
Percival (Percy) Edwin
Siege Artillery Brigade -
36th Heavy Artillery
22 December 1917
Hobart, TAS
Son of William James Byers and Margaret Mary Tweedie.
Percival was the great-grandson of
William Byres and Margaret Wilson.
Returned to Australia
on 22 July 1919.
#1211 Corporal
BAIRD
John
32nd Btn - D Company
19 July 1915
Perth, WA
Son of John Baird jnr and Janet (Jessie) Hamilton.
John was the great-great-grandson of
Robert Byres and Isabella Reid.
Killed in action at
Messines, Belgium on
1 December 1917. Poppy
#57212 Private
CAMPBELL
Clyde Roy
4th General Service Reinforcements
12 April 1918
Oatlands, TAS
Son of Alexander Robertson Campbell and Johanna Julia Davis.
Clyde was the great-great-grandson of
Robert Byres and Isabella Reid.
Returned to Australia
on 16 May 1919.
#57213 Private
CAMPBELL
Percy John
4th General Service Reinforcements
12 April 1918
Oatlands, TAS
Son of Alexander Robertson Campbell and Johanna Julia Davis.
Percy was the great-great-grandson of
Robert Byres and Isabella Reid.
Returned to Australia
on 26 July 1919.
#2002 Gunner
HIGGINS
Richard Robert
Field Artillery Brigade 3 -
Battery 9
26 August 1914
Pontville, TAS
Son of Richard Ford Higgins and Mary Jane Heffernan.
Richard was the great-grandson of
William Byres and Margaret Wilson.
Died of wounds at
Gallipoli, Turkey
on 1 August 1915. Poppy
INGLIS
William Aimer
9th Recruit Coy
General Service Infantry
30 September 1918
Utah, USA
Son of John Inglis and Mary Aimer.
William was the great-great-grandson of
Robert Byres and Isabella Reid.
Possibly did not see active service, as he was discharged on 20 December 1918.
#3332 Private
KERR
John William Byers
37th Btn - 8th Reinforcements
15 August 1917
Richmond, VIC
Son of William Byers Kerr and Mary Johanna Trinkaus.
John was the great-great-grandson of
Robert Byres and Isabella Reid.
Returned to Australia
on 6 September 1919.
#6/127 Sergeant
RENNIE
Robert Richard
1st Btn - Canterbury Infantry Regiment
14 August 1914
Canterbury, NZ.
Son of Robert Rennie and Matilda Jane Higgins.
Robert was the great-grand-son of
William Byers and Margaret Wilson.
Died of wounds at
Armentieres, France
on 20 July 1916. Poppy
#6373 Private
ZANTUCK
Frederick
12th Btn - 20th Reinforcements
6 June 1916
Claremont, TAS
Son of Frederick Zantuck and Margaret Wilson Byers.
Frederick was the great-great-grandson of
Robert Byres and Isabella Reid.
Returned to Australia
on 14 January 1919.
#6892 Private
SUNDERLAND
Henry James
21st Btn - 19th Reinforcements
10 January 1917
Geelong, VIC
Son of Edward Sutcliffe Sunderland and Ann Marie Ross Brand.
Henry was the great-grandson of
William Byres and Margaret Wilson.
Died of wounds in
France on
13 August 1918. Poppy

TASMANIAN RECRUITING - TASMANIAN VOLUNTEERS. 1

The following men entered Claremont camp yesterday [Thursday, 2nd Nov 1916] as volunteers for the A.l.F.:—
Byers, T. E., farm laborer, Oatlands.

At the time of his enlistment at Claremont Camp on 1 November 1916, Thomas was courting Hilda O'Brien sister-in-law of Angus George and Irene (Renie) Scott nee O'Brien. The following are transcriptions of a series of letters written during his time in the 40th Battalion, 7th Reinforcements, AIF.

Claremont Camp, Tasmania, Sunday November 19th 1916.
Dear George,
I can't find anything else to put in the time at so thought I would scratch you a few lines to put the time in. I want you to let me know when Colebrook races are, if you will. Some say they are next Saturday, if they are I am going up to them if I have to break leave. Friday night is leave night and I won't come home from Town that night but go up to Colebrook on Saturday morning. If I can find out in time I will apply for special leave, but I mean to go whether I get it or not, if I can get past the guards. We are having a bonza time down here yet, don't know how long it is going to last. They vaccinated us the day after we lobbed here, so they must mean to get us fixed up as quickly as possible. “It didn't hurt much either George”, it's only a “rumour” I can hardly lift my arm to night, I'll be up to the doctor in the morning with it. Will make out it's twice as bad as it is, and I might get a spell, if I tell a lie, I don't like telling lies but I think I can manage to squeeze one out, in a case of trotting or races of any description. Remember me to them at home & tell them we are both well, I think Bill is writing home now, he's writing to someone, but I don't know who to, it might be a girl. 'Naughty Boy'.
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I'll bet they are giving that old white jug something at Tunnack today, wished I could get a swig at her now am as dry as a chip. We've had Friday night and all yesterday afternoon's leave, so there's no wonder I'm dry. Barber is down here now, he was with us in Town both days & has gone again today. By Trist, he thinks he will soon go home, he doesn't like it yet. Charlie Campbell's Bill is here too, Syd Palmer is coming on Monday or Tuesday so we still keep getting more mates. They bumped Alex's Billy out of it, I saw him in town last night but wasn't talking to him. By hell I slept the first night I came back & slept nearly all the way down in the train, was dog tired. Billy Duck was overjoyed to see us back, I think they are applying for a weekend leave next Saturday to go home, but I'll have mine at Colebrook “right or wrong”. Remember me to Rene, tell her we had our photos taken yesterday & I will send her one as soon as I get them which won't be for another week or more, I don't suppose. Give my love to Boss & Jerry & answer Ruby when she calls Woody to lunch for me. Remember me to Rant, Has he kicked the dog since since, I reckon he'll soon want his hair cutting again. Must close, they have started a sermon just behind us & They are bawling a treat & thumping the old organ. They made me go to church this morning George, it isn't fair is it, I'd rather go to sleep than to church.
So Good night From your old Pal Byers. xxxxxxx

Claremont Camp, Tasmania, Jan. 9th 1917.
(Merciful God) (How is rant getting on)
Dear George,
I am just scribbling you a few lines to let you know I am still alive and well. We got fined 15/- for our misconduct at Xmas time, but that won't hurt us much as we get paid all through the holidays. We are thinking very seriously about coming up to Oatlands for the races on Saturday, if we can get off for the day. I am pretty near sure we can get a week-end from Sat - 2 o'clock but that is no damn good for the races we want to go up on the express on Sat morning and if I can get a mate & get out on Friday night it is more than likely that is what I will do. If I have to come straight back on Sat night. We have been down on the range at Sandy Bay nearly every day since we came back & have only just got home from there now. After we finished shooting today, they picked out about 15 men to act as picket, to go round the town & raid the pubs in search of deserters & what a glorious ...
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I didn't get another smack from old Nag (it's only a rumour) They are very nice people she told me to call and see (I wonder) I think I've lost their address)
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… time we had. We never found any deserters …... found a hell of a lot of beer. Billy Duck) & Billy … myself were the only ones picked from our mob. (“See what it is to be big & strong”) & nice looking) I'll bet you are sticking it on to those weeds these hot days, it is just the thing for them. I suppose you have finished putting spuds in now, & have got old Dinah going well in the scarifier by this. I hope they have got those bridges done up by this, so that if we get home, we can easy get back to time again, not like we were last time. By what some of these fellows told them, they will take some doing up. I don't know exactly when we will be going away, but I heard for a cert it is before the end of the month. If they don't soon get me away, I don't think I'll go, I'm getting sick of it (Ha Ha) I'll give them a weeks notice. There is no horses to ride down here & it's a brute too after being used to them. If I only had old “Rosey Girl” She'd do me) Well George I will ring off now old sport & don't be surprised to see or hear tell of me being at Oatlands races, that's if any of them have guts enough to follow me. Remember me to Boss & tell him I'll write to him next week.
Tu Ru from your old Pal Byers. xxx Don't forget to write.

Undated letter – written on board the Seang Bee enroute to England, possibly written some time between 10th February and 2nd May 1917, possibly just prior to arrival in Capetown, South Africa.

There are three things I like now, and that is a glass of good beer & a smoke of crosscut, a ride on Rosey Girl and a jolly good love. I could love pretty hard now Cock.) You can't get a decent smoke at all here only Medium Capstan) and that's no good to me. I got a good supply of cigarettes in Melbourne, but they soon all went. We have a piano on board, a phonograph, & all all sorts of music, besides all sorts of games & amusements you could mention so were not badly off, only for the heat, it is hot night & day alike. We are supposed to call at a certain port next week, so I'll get this posted there. I don't know whether we can get ashore there or not. But I hope to God we can, I'd like to get my foot on land again. We had a bonza trip to Adelaide from Melbourne by train, we were in it for 8 hrs or more & we also had a good time in Adelaide, I nearly got a girl there George, only I had to leave on the Saturday I was right. (a bonza too.) What Ho.) (an Adelaide tart) Well George old man there is not much news to tell you yet I will tell you more when I get to …
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… England & a damn sight more when I get back, even if it is lies) Remember me to Rene & all my friends. Must close with best wishes from your old Pal Byers. How is Prynee getting on. Be sure to write.)
No 3017 Pte. T.E.Byers 7th Rein. 40th Batt. AIF abroad.
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When did you cut Rants hair last ?) Merciful God)
I reckon old Bob will soon want a truck of spuds carting, but that only means about a day or two at the most. Remember me to him when you see him & tell him I'll drop him a line someday. Bill wishes to be remembered to you Rene. T. B. xxx

Sunday June 17 1917
Lark Hill Camp England

Dear Bertha,
I received your letter the other night and was as much surprized as I was pleased to get it. I'm glad you receive the parcel I sent you from Colombo, I also sent a letter from there too but you wouldn't have received it when you wrote or you would have known my address. Well Bertha, we had a good trip over, but I can't stand the water at all, although it never makes me sick, but I reckon It is too long for a fellow to be on the water. We were over three months getting here. It was pretty warm too, most of the time. One night about a week before we got to Devonport, we were on submarine guard and it came on to rain & thunder & lightning. I was asleep on the deck & when I woke up the water had me washed nearly overboard. Forty men out of our company was picked out for submarine guard & we had to watch for two hours at a stretch and then have six off for about 12 days. I was glad when we got
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ashore out of it. It was the biggest wonder in the world that we were not sunk. There were 28 ships sunk right on our track in two days before. They had a try for us, but we had too many escorts the last two days sailing. I saw a bit of a fight against a submarine one night. It was right on our track too, but the little cruisers who were escorting us saw it and fired on it. It dived, but not until it had sunk a trawler boat not far from us. I did feel frightened (I don't think). I enjoyed the fun. Norman Roberts was on the Ballarat when she was torpedoed, I was talking to him afterwards & he would make you laugh telling you about it. I think he has gone to France since. He was in the AMC & was in a camp 6 miles from here. I haven't seen him since the first week we got here. I heard from one of his mates that he had gone to France. We haven't had our leave yet Bertha. Nearly all the other boys that came with us have had theirs, but we have been isolated ever since we got here, through chaps getting the measles. I don't know what they want to get them for & have all in the hut isolated. We only got out of it yesterday & expected to go on our leave tomorrow or Tuesday, but I'm expecting some coote to get them and stop us. The weather is bonza here now, only it is a bit too hot today. I don't like this camp half as well as Claremont, they make you work too hard & don't give you enough leave. Just fancy being stuck on a boat for three months and then take to a camp
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and put in isolation for nearly seven weeks, (a fellow ought to burst out crying.) Never mind, they give us four days leave & if I take 4 more I ought to have a good time. I've been frightened to play up for fear I wouldn't get any leave at all, for they are strict here to what they were at Claremont. We haven't been hardly anywhere since we came here, only to drill. We were down at Amesbury on piquet duty one night last week & we slipped in and got out photos taken. I am putting one in here for you, you will know Syd & Bill & me, and the other two chaps are Lewis W Mazey from Moonah and Horace T Lockley from Bruny two of our cobbers. Lockley is on Syd's right hand & Mazey on his left. They are too bonza blokes. We fell in with them at Claremont & whenever you seem one of us five, the other four are not far away. Lewis Palmer was ill on the boat but he is alright again now. All the other boys are well & having a good time when they can. How are the dances going now Bertha, let me know when the next dance is at Woodsdale & I will come out (I wonder.) I'd like a dance now. (I reckon I get one shortly don't you !) Ha Ha
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There are aeroplanes here by the score flying over us all day. That about all there is to see bar a lot of German prisoners, there are plenty of them here. If I thought they are going to out me too quick in France, I'd stab a couple of these German cows here before I left, so that I could tell old Peter at the gate, that I had done some good in the world. I reckon that will be my only chance of getting to heaven, for a fellow is often tempted to say a little swear now and again, especially when a fresh case of measles breaks out in our hut. I hear Ern Kingston is in the hospital at London. I had a letter from him not long ago & he was alright then but I don't know whether he is wounded or not ill. Jack and Archie are still here, but the Crawfords have gone. Jimmy Daniels is here too, he has been here a long time. I think he has been ill . Well Bertha old kid, I think I will ring off now & go & get some tea. I have to go out and see my girl after tea, (I don't think). I haven't hardly seen a girl since I left Tassy. I'm getting used to it now. Remember me to all at home & give them my best respects. Tell Archie if he sees is old Paddy Duggan, to have half an hour teasing him for me (I would like to have him or Lakey Fisher to torment for a while now. I suppose Jessie & Ray are married before this. Don't forget to write to me again Bertha & let me know how things are getting on. Must close
With love
From your loving cousin
Bayers
How is ... getting married I suppose

Lark Hill Camp, England, June 24th 1917.
Dear old George,
I received your letter yesterday and was so pleased to get it that I set to work to answer it straight away. Well George, We only got back from London on Friday night at 12 o'clock, we had 4 days leave. We left here on Tuesday morning at 8 o'clock and we didn't get dismissed in London until after 12 o'clock so the first day of the four soon went. The next day we hired brakes, about 20 of us in a brake & we went round the places of interest in London. I went up & saw Georges stables. He has got some bonza horses there & the stables he keeps them in are better than any hotel you could find in Tassy. The harness is all gold mounted & that sets them off properly. We went through all the old towers & cathedrals, & other places of interest, we had guides with us to show us around, (some swells eh ?) I reckon you say old ...
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(Does old Boxer still switch his tail when you sing out to him)
(I got the programe of Tunnack races from Bill, & he was disappointed when I didn't see where S B. had won a race) (T.B.)
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… Byers is coming out a bit, but by what I can hear of these trenches, a fellow wants to have a good time while he is here. I went out to Woolwich hospital on the 3rd day to see Ernie Kingston. He got two bonza little taps, one on the head & the other on the left arm, just above the elbow, but he is alright again now, or pretty near it tho he is not out of the hospital yet. We had a couple of hours together, he got out of the hospital & came down the street with me, & we had a pretty good time you bet. He reckons he would like to have old Paddy to torment for an hour or two, so he can't feel too bad. Archie & Jack Kingston are leaving for France on Tuesday, I saw them both tonight. I don't know when we are going but I don't reckon it will be a great while now. I suppose you will have heard that Ron & Peter & Jack Palmer are all wounded, but I don't think any of them are serious, Ron's arm is broken I think he is the worst of the lot of them. I think Diver is missing & Ern Cornish wounded, so the 40th must have been doing a bit for their king & country. I didn't see George, when I was going through his stables. He couldn't have known I was coming or he would have been there to meet me, (I wonder) The tell me …
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… Harold has enlisted, I think he is too young to stand it, but I reckon he will hold his own with the most of them, I wish he had been with us. He will be alright if he strikes a good cobber or two, but he will find it awkward if he doesn't. Bill has got a pretty bad cold otherwise we are all well & in best of health. Lewis Palmer is right again now and back with us.

Thursday 28th.
Well George, I got this far the other night when they started playing larks, & of course I had to join in the fun, & I haven't had a chance to finish it. It has been raining today, so we have had it a bit easier. (We didn't go for a shot tho',) I suppose you often have a shot at the rabbits now. I reckon there are plenty about, (they will miss me if nothing else does,) I am sorry you had such bad weather for your last harvest George, but I couldn't help it really. I'll bet it wasn't as bad as last year ...
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(Is the old horny ram still alive. Throw a couple of stones at him for me and tell Mit to help “Toby” suck the eggs till I get back)
(ha ha)
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… I heard last night that poor old Fred Clayton was knocked out, & his brother Charlie too. A chap named “Knights” from down … (?) over had a letter from his brother who was in the 40th too, & he told him that both Fred & Charlie was outed) I reckon Mrs Scott will take it hard, but we must expect it. Any time after you get this you can be on the look out for my name in the roll of honour. (I wonder) By Hell, I'm going to make things willing while I last. I don't expect to last long, & I'll touch them up a bit while I last. But a fellow never knows, he may have the luck to get through, but I don't think I am lucky enough for that. I broke a looking glass last night (that's 7 years bad luck.) Bill broke one a fortnight ago, & we laughed at him when when he told us that it meant bad luck, but sure enough, he had it, for he lost his pocket book with 13 pound notes in it, & never heard a word about it. The best of the fun was, he was dodging parade on Sunday morning & sneaked off to have a (sham shit) & left it in the WC. He had it saved up to go on leave, But Syd & me fixed him up & we had plenty & to spare. That is where good mates come in.) I would like to see old Jess & Rosey Girl's foals now, I reckon they are beauties,) Remember it is my first ride on young Milford, if I get back before he is broken in. remember me to all the girls, tell Dippy and Vera I am going to write to them when I get time.
With best love to yourself & Renie, I remain your old cobber Byers. xxxx

Somewhere in France
October 29th 1917

Dear Bertha,
I received your letter this morning & was pleased to hear you were all well at time of writing. I had not received any letters for a long time, but got two this morning. The Sergeant came round with a bundle of them, and I thought half of them at the least were for me but I only got two, one from you & one from Daisy. I suppose you have heard all about Lewis Palmer being wounded & Boatie Hyland killed. I never saw poor old Boatie, I wasn't in the battle in which he was killed. I thought I was unlucky not to get away with the Palmer boys, but my luck was in, if I had known it. I have seen Jimmy Hyland & Fred Clayton and a good few more boys I know here. I am in a different Company to the Palmers now, I thought they would be sure to be in C Company on account of
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Mr. Findlay & Grubb being there. They are the two officers that came over with us, but they went into D Company. Did you get the photo I sent you of 5 in a group. Poor Mazey is killed & Lockley is missing. Dave Palmer got his finger blown off, he is back in England now having a good time. Syd had a letter from him last week. The weather is pretty cold over here now & they reckon it is going to get worse. I don't think it can get much colder than it is at times here. You can I expect me home anytime after Xmas. I'm going to put a stop to this war (Ha Ha). I'll very likely be home for Baden dance on New Years night, I reckon I've forgot how to dance by this. Well Bertha, I'm not going to write much this time, as I haven't time, and I have to write another letter, I received your card in September & I sent you a Christmas card a few days ago. It isn't much but it is the best I could get here, Bill & me are both well. Remember us both to all. Wishing you a merry Xmas and a happy New Year.
I remain your loving cousin Bayers.
Remember me to the boys & all the rest of the family. TB

Letter written by #619 Pte Frederick (Fred) George Clayton, 40th Battalion, C Company.
Frederick was the brother of Mary Ann and Sarah Jane Clayton, both wives of Mungo Scott, father of Angus George Scott.

To : G. Scott - Good Cochie Farmer - Tunnack - Sept 18th 1916
Dear George, Reenie,
I am still carrying the shooter about but not for rabbits although one or two would be nice change after the bully beef of which we get quite sufficient. We had a bonza trip across after leaving Melbourne it was about a month before we sighted land and coming through Australian Bight there was a little water come aboard just enough to keep her cool she wasn't to fast only do about 12 or 14 knots no doubt she would spring of her tail if the submarine come close which we never seen their was two other troopship beside us then the Escort so they was on their guard. Called in next port Capetown had four days stoppage had two afternoon leave ashore it was a treat after being aboard so long and we made the best of it only the good line was very dear an such nice girls then we left and crossing the Line everyone who hadn't crossed the Line had to be dip into a big canvas bath …

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I must mine the lines on this side.
… There was no arguing the point over it either you would go in clothes an all came on to Dakar went in one morning came out the next only caught a glimpse of that town coming along when got into Bay of Biscay got up one morning their was one Destroyer for each boat an the Escort had return back they look commercial boats sailing all around us and keeping look out use to have concerts and drill to keep us engaged on our way passed the Eddystone Lighthouse gave us three Volley from it then we caught on eye on Plymouth where we went into Destroyers left us their gone on a little further up another Channel it was pretty scenery the it was only wide enough for two boats to pass on the way up their was three training Ship fastened together for training the Blue jackets and the Nurses looking out the port Holes. C. Stop it landed at Devonport landed on 22nd August about 7.30 at night transferred to the train had to travel over 100 miles we stop halfway a station called Exeter had a cup of coffee & bun very nice went onto destination Called Amesbury had to march over four mile to the New Camp then the Result was to sleep in our overcoats an on boards for a week the lumps go pretty flat in that time they had a little sympathy on us after give us four days leave in London Went to the Tower all through it a soldier has a free ticket Isn't nice to be one. Sometimes and Buckingham Palace ALBERT Hall which holds 8,000 people White Hall where they change Horse guards and different Opera which we went by ourselves don't think an now we are back into Camp see plenty of Aeroplanes around us an other different war purposes even ourselves we going from 6 p.m till 7.30 or eight at night don't think they forms Unions here More for forms 4 or 2 deep seen Ken told me he was going to France. Send my best Regards to All friends,
From 619 Fred

TASMANIANS IN ENGLAND. 1

(By Mrs. F. A. Cranstoun.), LONDON, Sept. 15.
As I was to spend a holiday with my sister in Cornwall, it was a good opportunity to visit some of the camps en route. Profiting by previous experience, I wrote in good time to the O.C.'s in various centres, and received kind letters in reply that I should see as many of our boys as possible. I left London on Monday morning, August 27, arriving at Tidworth at 11.30. The first camp to be visited was No. I Command, Perham Downs, about 4.30. The weather was awful - rain and mud and a gale of wind. I drove to the camp, went to headquarters, thanked those in authority for the trouble they had taken, received a kindly welcome, and was conducted to the room where our Tasmanians were assembled.

Unfortunately, the time was too short, as they had their tea at 5 o'clock. It was a room for concerts, and quite a large "audience"'' were seated. At first I could not quite realise they were all "our boys." Some I had seen before in the hospitals. While I was talking to them and giving out the little books and papers with my name and address, two sergeants took down all the names and the part of Tasmania they came from. I shook hands with all, wishing them a safe return home, and the few words I had time to say included a plea for a regular letter or postcard to be sent to the patient, loving mothers so far away. The return journey was in an Irish jaunting car, and we called at another camp, "the Overseas,'' and was told that I could see the Tasmanians there on the following day at 12 o'clock. As dinner was at 12.30, this would allow half an hour. I arrived in good time, but no doubt it was difficult to collect them, and it was nearly 12.20 when I saw them, so the time was very short, to my great disappointment, especially as quite a number of hands went up when I asked for all I had seen before. The same little routine already mentioned was observed at this and all the parades throughout the tour. I walked back to Tidworth, and after lunch went to the barracks and saw General Foote and Colonel Knox, told them of my visits to Perham Downs, and enquired about Parkhouse. They kindly rang up the camp, heard from the O.C. (Major Lewis) that he would try to get the Tasmanians together, so I was sent in a motor. Unfortunately, the notice was too short, and only three could be found. Afterwards I visited the hospital at the barracks, and saw Privates A. J. John, F. W Taylor, and Corporal F. Propsting. I also saw Sapper O. Koglein, who is still on the staff. He took me to see his wife and month-old son. Returning to "The Cafe," where I stayed, I hoped to find several Tasmanians who had promised to come to tea. Something must have prevented them, but I was pleased to see Privates Eric Speers and Laurie Gatty, two of my old Sunday-school boys. It was like a bit of home to all three of us. The next "port of call" was Lark Hill camp, and Amesbury the station. I arrived there at 11.46 on Wednesday Col. E. H. Smith, C.B. (Tasmanian), had sent his staff captain to meet me, and had kindly arranged for me to stay the night in the village. a difficult matter, for it is only a small place, and nearly always full. I was driven to No. 1 Command, the part of the camp over which Col. Smith is O.C., and found that he had taken great trouble not only for me to see those under his command, but also a number at another part. The first parade was at 2 p.m., in a large room with seats, and permission to smoke being readily granted, we had a pleasant in formal meeting, and I nearly exceeded the liberal time that was allowed. Here, too, some "old friends" were found, and Sergt Whittle, V.C., was among them. We then drove in the motor to the next part. Here I found a large parade drawn up in a shed. It was to have been in the open air, had the weather been fine. They were nearly all new arrivals. I was more than pleased to see them. I found some I knew, and among them Gordon Lowe, well known in Tas mania for his singing. This fact I announced, and his name was promptly taken down for future concerts. I saw Gordon Viney, recovered from his long illness, and going to the front in a few days. Here, too, the time given was liberal, and I was able to introduce one or two I knew. There were a number of "contacts" at both camps who were in isolation, and so I wrote a little note to them and sent a few books and papers for distribution. I told our boys how kind Colonel Smith and those in command at both camps had been in get-ing them together. I walked back to Amesbury, and on the way met a few who had not been able to come. The whole of Lark Hill is wonderfully improved since my visit last November. There are good hard roads. The huts are painted green, with red roofs, and raised wooden footpaths in front of them. Mud has practically disappeared. All the work has been done by German prisoners. There are Y.M.C.A. huts, Church Army huts, picture palaces, ships, etc. it is like a town, and a very large one. I left on Thursday morning for Weymouth, and arrived at 4.30. It was a wet evening, so I could not see anyone except L. C. Lyons, who is still on the police staff, and who happened to be on duty at the station. Friday was a beautiful day - the only fine one. I drove to Monte Video camp and saw Col. Spencer Browne. No parade here, but Mr. McVilley took me through part of the camp, and I saw a few Tasmanians, but nearly all boarded to go home, so I did not take their names. I visited the hospital. A few of our boys were there, but were improving, and those who were able to come I invited to tea at Weymouth. After lunch I was sent to Westham, where Col. Spencer Browne had arranged a parade. Here I found quite a number, and after the first formal reception they all sat on the grass. Here, too, I found some old friends. As I could not ask all to tea, a dozen were chosen, these being among them. I returned to Weymouth, and visited the hospitals, but none of our boys was there. Then I went to the meeting place for tea. Unfortunately, a message came from Westham that the camp had been closed soon after I was there for a medical board, and it was a disappointment to all of us. Two or three managed to come, so our party in all only numbered ten, but, though small, was a pleasant one. We went to the same tearoom as in May, when we were 27. This time, also, I explained that I was the "working hostess," as a little of Mrs. L. E. Ransom's Red Cross money still remains. So ended a very happy time. Our boys were all looking well I saw about 360 - a considerable increase to my family of 13001 It is always a great joke when I say. I have also adopted two or three dozen Australians, and am sorry that the number is necessarily limited !. The following are the names of those I saw from the North and North-East, and hope I have not made any mistake in copying the lists given to me, and in not being quite sure what part of Tasmania some of the places were. Some of the uncertain ones I will put into each list:-Ptes. S.J. Owen, D. Lewis, G. J. Long, G. E. Lyons, W. J. Partridge, E. Williams, E. A. Barber, J Keelan, A. S. Purton, P Pitt, J. J. Berry, H. A., Lawler, W. Davis, L. Price. L. A. Hadfield, V S. Goulston, L. C. Flint, J A. Harper, C. H. Ponting, H. H. Lacks, F. Strochnetter, C. E. Clayton, S. C. Littlejohn, P. J. Pinel, W. H. Phillips, W. Dunbabin, T J Little, M. M. Campbell, P. E. Cox, G. Masters, J. Nettlefold. E. Davern, J. H. Williams, J. Durbin. P C. McConnon, C. S. Arnol, R. A. Burns, T. A. Clark, H. E. Bishlop, H. A. Hills, G. Gibbons, A. R. Campbells, H. G. Murfitt, Denne, Stone, W. W. Drake, J. Kelly, W. Smart, J. B. Walkedin, F. R. Cairns, D. Annear, E. W. Marshall, J. Manning, W. J. Frost, R. Salter, R. W. Green, G. Viney. C. J. Pennington, A. J Baker, R. W. Edwards, A. T Collins, J. D. Lindsey, E. T. Stephens, F. Dennis, A. Wright, C. W. Stewart, J. Burkett, E. P. Jentysch, L. E. Viney, L. Keogh, T. E. Byers, W. Byers, J. E. Edwards, C. G Patman, G. W. Crosby, E. C. Paull, J. W. Powell, N. C. Whitchurch, L. M. Cocker, C. L. Cotton, R, C. Radflord, W. G. Scott. H. S. Browne, W. B. French, F. H. Young. W. H. Mansell, J. Pitt, Arnold, Webb, L. A. Stephens, M. E. Jones, C. H. Ulett, W. H. Watkins, Sparling, W. F. Stolles, J. Pitt, Stevenson, H. Darby, Drake, C. C. Dennis, H. J. Glover, Tate, H. J Johnson, A. J. E. Fox, L. V. Pollington, F. W. Brown, A. W. Skjutroff, W. J. Miller, H. R. Blackett, Corpl. L. L Smith, Corpl. Bennett, Lance-Corpl. J. S. Foley, Corpl. F T. Briggs, and Sergt. L. E. Harris. All who are not N.C.O. I have put under private. Before closing I must add a short account of the last four months. I was glad to he present at the decoration of Captain Newlands and Sergt. Whittle, and had a good place close to the railings at Buckingham Palace. I could not see the actual ceremony, but was able to congratulate both afterwards. I was also not at all backward in proclaiming our Tasmanian V C.'s, of whom we have every reason to be proud. Indeed, Tasmania has done well in the winning of honours. The hospital visiting goes on day by day, but owing to the loss of mails, papers have been very scarce. I wrote the names and wards of the Tasmanians I saw on the two or three papers I had, with the request to "pass them round," their final destiny being the reading room - what was left of them. I hope when I return at the end of this month to find a good supply to take. Lately I have seen a great many of our boys, and have written to their people. All, without exception, are cheerful and patient. When we talk of Tasmania there is sometimes a wistful "it would he good to be there now." It would be impossible to speak of all, and yet I might give a few typical cases. Pte. R Fox, who, I think, I mentioned in the last article, who has lost a leg, an arm, and the sight of an eye, is still at Southall, looking well, and as cheery as possible, hopping about on his one leg or in a wheel chair, working one wheel with the foot and the other with the hand. He is well known. If I speak of him the answer is generally "I know Fox; is he Tasmanian ?", "Yes," I proudly answer Gunner McElwee, seen first at Dartford, both legs gone, is so cheery that I wrote to his mother she might well be proud of him. Now he is at Southall to be fitted for his legs. The degree of perfection that these artificial limbs are brought to is simply wonderful. An Australian was sitting on his bed with his two legs beside him; he was going to "get into them," and "have them altered," he said, as they did not quite fit Pte. D. C. Marquis, who has lost one leg, is another case of being almost brought back to life. Like A. Archer, mentioned in a former article, he was not expected to live many hours; he is now on the road to recovery. He is at the 1st L.G.H. Sir John McCall had been to see him and the other Tasmanians there. I often tell him of those I find, and he visits them. Corpl. F. W. Green, who was there, but is now at a convalescent hospital, has finished the alphabetical catalogue for me; he and Gunner E. Newman, both from Messrs. Martin and Hobkirk's office, came with me for a trip up the river to Richmond. Newman was suffering from shock. It did him much good, the colour coming to his face. We had tea in some lovely, gardens, and returned on the top of the bus. I noticed a very good description of the hospital at Dartford, in one of Miss Pennefather's articles in the "Courier," so I need not say anything more. The last time, after the usual tour of the wards, Pte. W Aulich and Pte. Fisher. came with me to the village, nearly two miles away, and we had tea at a very nice Y.M.C.A., situated in a small square with a garden. I was glad to know of this, for the village is anythinig but attractive. I missed Miss Miles Walker, always so kind to me; she has been promoted as matron to a British hospital in France. One visit I found R. Sergt. Major J. Cooper, 12th Battalion, another of my old S.S. boys. Later we had a day in London, when he had his furlough He has won the M.M., Servian medal, and two South African medals, so I was doubly proud of him. On the rare occasions when a day for sightseeing can be spared Victoria Station is the meeting place, then to our Agent-General's office (our Tasmanian London home), then the Abbey, St. Paul's, a drive on the top or the bus through the most interesting parts of the city, Hyde Park, St. James' Park, Buckingham Palace, and Madame Tussaud's Waxworks, always so full of interest, with all the notable personages (present and past) so wonderfully life like that it is difficult to realise that they are only wax. It is quite an education as well as an interest. In conclusion, I must once more congratulate the mothers of Tasmania on their, sons, and truly the sons on their mothers. I often speak to them of this. The hundreds of letters that I receive fill me more and more with wonder. I ask myself, were I placed in the same position could I act in such a way, so truly loyal, so patient, so full of faith ?. If prayers for the life of their sons are not answered, let not anyone think it is death, but a larger and fuller life, and that there is no separation between those who truly love. And let no one hesitate to write to me. I look on it as a privilege to do all that I can, and pray that strength and health may be given to me.
Mrs. Cranstoun's address is c/o Bank of Australasia, Threadneedle-street, London.

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