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At Suvla Bay

Chapter 5 I HEAR OF HAWK

Word Count: 1024    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

ng and vivid, so full of subtle characteristics, that his appearanc

ving some such character; and in most cases this character has been "founded on fact." For ex

ungle adventures and stories of the Indian Survey Department and the Khyber Pass; while his descriptions

e in Africa," a strong, hard man trekking across the Afric

er upon the scorching sands and rocky ridges of Gallipoli, nor could either of us foresee the hairbr

his line of descent. I was right, for, as he told me later, when I had come to know him as a trusty friend, he came from a Norseman stock. The jaw was too square and heavy, but the high-built chiselled nose and the deep-set clear grey eyes were a "throw-back" on the ol

arrack-room fender with one hand and hurl it across the room. I was told that he was a master of the art of swear

t little of him while in the old country. I heard that he had been galloper-dispatch-rider to Lord Kitchener in South Africa, and I tried to get h

s old! You would take h

mself acknowledged it. His vices were the vices of a st

ar. On the other hand, if he respected you, he would always tell you the naked truth, and would never "let you down." He knew drink was his ruin, but he could not and would not stop it. Yet his advice to me was a

"look up" for trouble. He was honest and "square"-if he liked you-but he could ma

gy which many a science-master might have been proud of. He had the eye

led his "galloper" days. And again at Lemnos and Suvla he was a splendid swimmer. He was an all-round man. Unlike the other men in b

-room door. Afterwards I discovered it was Hawk sitting on his trestle bed cross-legged, with a bit

rious Hindoo castes, and could act the part of a

inker and a clear-brained ma

reer" I looked upon him only as an aut

the ambulance became the most useful, most faithful, in my section. We went everywhere together-li

mp, you could bet I w

k more

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“John Gordon Hargrave (6 June 1894 – 21 November 1982), (woodcraft name 'White Fox'), was described in his obituary as an 'author, cartoonist, inventor, lexicographer, artist and psychic healer'. As Head Man of the Kibbo Kift, he was a prominent youth leader in Britain during the 1920s and 1930s. He was a Utopian thinker, a believer in both science and magic, and a figure-head for the Social Credit movement in British politics. "At Suvla Bay"; Being the notes and sketches of scenes, characters and adventures of the Dardanelles campaign. (Excerpt from Wikipedia)”
1 Chapter 1 IN WHICH MY KING AND COUNTRY NEED ME2 Chapter 2 A LONG WAY TO TIPPERARY3 Chapter 3 SNARED4 Chapter 4 CHARACTERS5 Chapter 5 I HEAR OF HAWK6 Chapter 6 ON THE MOVE7 Chapter 7 MEDITERRANEAN NIGHTS8 Chapter 8 THE CITY OF WONDERFUL COLOUR ALEXANDRIA9 Chapter 9 MAROONED ON LEMNOS ISLAND10 Chapter 10 THE NEW LANDING11 Chapter 11 THE KAPANJA SIRT12 Chapter 12 THE SNIPER-HUNT13 Chapter 13 THE ADVENTURE OF THE WHITE PACK-MULE14 Chapter 14 THE SNIPER OF THE PEAR-TREE GULLY15 Chapter 15 KANGAROO BEACH16 Chapter 16 THE ADVENTURE OF THE LOST SQUADS17 Chapter 17 "OH, TO BE IN ENGLAND!"18 Chapter 18 TWO MEN RETURN19 Chapter 19 THE RETREAT20 Chapter 20 "JHILL-O! JOHNNIE!"21 Chapter 21 SILVER BAY22 Chapter 22 DUG-OUT YARNS23 Chapter 23 THE WISDOM OF FATHER S--24 Chapter 24 THE SHARP-SHOOTERS25 Chapter 25 A SCOUT AT SUVLA BAY26 Chapter 26 THE BUSH-FIRES27 Chapter 27 THE DEPARTURE28 Chapter 28 LOOKING BACK