1915 – March 31

India Office and shopping and altered my will to leave Daisie freer, cost 13/4 for the codicil, not a large sum.

[13/4 = 13 shillings and 4 pence, approx. £70 in 2015.]

1915 – March 23

Arrived London rain and fog – reported War Office and India Office. We are all to go out in the Moldavia and I am to command the Jhelum Brigade. There is trouble in India. Susanna comes with us, but it is hard luck I can’t see more of my two dear sons.

1915 – March 20

So I am not to get an English Brigade after all – a very great disappointment, but I have so much in life to thank God for and He knows that, I am as happy as ever.

The War Office offered me a Brigade, then they had to write to the India Office. Then the India Office woke up. And when people wake up they always say “No” – so did the India Office. So I am to go to India, what as, I do not know. The weather is splendid now but cold. On Thursday I had a trip on the river steamer with Germaine, violets, primroses and daffodils out. On Wednesday Mass for the Allies at the Cathedral. Mass was beautiful though pagan – might have been an old Roman ceremony in the days of Julius Caesar. But the sermon – oh the sermon – an hour of poor political twaddle from a Cardinal and not a word of religion or of anything spiritual just “Down with the Germans”. “They must be exterminated – they began the War!” and so on and so on ad nauseam for 1 hour! Ye gods! Never again, thank you.

Further entry

Goodbye to Germaine and Madame Delaporte and goodbye to Rouen. I left by the evening express and left my Barnes behind lamenting – he was a good fellow. Arrived Havre and stayed with Daisie.

1914 – August 26

Arrived Havre 4.30 a.m. Ward and I got our kits ashore and had some much needed coffee. Pouring with rain. Billeted in the Hotel de Strasburg – dirty but not so bad. Rooms, of course, free, but living will be dear. I know nothing about pay, but expect to get about £400 from the War Office instead of £700 from the India Office – but it is worth it just to be here, however far behind the firing line and to know that one is in the movement. Little French boy shakes hands and says: “Bon! Amis?”

1914 – August 13th (Thursday)

We arrived yesterday uneventful – No.8 Delamere St. Weather fine and hot. Saw Emily. Not much signs of War except round Horse Guards and War Office where recruits are thronging. Went to India Office. Nothing doing. Changed a £5 note into 2 of the new £1 notes and 6 Postal Orders of 10/- each. The latter are currency.

1914 – August 11th (Tuesday)

Col. Keyworth* got up a meeting in the village on the “Underlying Causes of the present War and our Duty to our Motherland” – and I had to speak – my first time on a public platform. I did not like it, but it went all right. We are off to London to-morrow to see if I can’t get something out of the War Office or the India Office – it is sickening to be out of it all.


* Keyworth was Daisie’s maiden name. I am unsure as to the actual relation here.