London Men in Palestine, and How They Marched to Jerusalem (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos, missing text or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1919. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER VI THE GREAT DAY I HOW WE CAME TO JERUSALEM F this last chapter fail to bring again into reality I the scenes it dwells upon, the experiences from which it is drawn are not at fault, but the commander of the company whose adventures are here narrated. The book, indeed, would not be ending now, were it not for a certain unlucky card dealt by fate to the author, of which something anon. This series of marches and dry and wet experiences would have formed, had the fates been kinder, the third of a set of four volumes. The first would have described the raising of our unit, its long sojourn in England and France and our adventures there. The second I would have devoted entirely to Macedonia, a country that well deserves a book. The third is almost aooomplished--it is unfolding before your eyes. But the fourth, the sad and disastrous fourth, where our little epic found its climax, alas the greater portion of it would have to be completed at second-hand. Thank God I am alive to tell even a fragment of the great wandering tale, which, in this chapter, may be said to break off short rather than terminate. Lately you caught me abjuring prefaces; but now I am led irresistibly into this one by a desire not to do wrong to the memory of those splendid fellows who, when I lay impotent, descended into the Jordan Valley and did battle there. Those who lost their lives--and there are many of them-- in the most terrible experience the battalion ever went through will surely rise up and complain wailingly that I am making too much of minor affairs, allowing to fall into oblivion all that long after-agony, if I do not do this reverence to their manes. Poor ghosts would I had descended with you, a sharer in your torments; and you too, you few survivors, what would I not ha...