Category: Biographies
"Il n'y a pas trois officiers." Such was the memorable epigram by which Sherif Bey, Turkish Captain of the Prisoners-of-War Guard at Kastamoni, and a man regardless of detail, announced to us that four officers, whose escape has been described in 'Blackwood's Magazine,'[1] had...
With our arrival at Yozgad was renewed many an old friendship, dating back to the earlier days of the campaign in Mesopotamia; for, like ourselves, the majority of the eighty of...
5. CHAPTER V.At last the long-deferred day had dawned--the cause rather of relief than excitement to our party, after their planning and scheming for eleven long months and active preparatio...
14. CHAPTER XIV.Our experiments at chupattie-making had led us in the end to grind the wheat in two stages--first into coarse meal, and then, with a finer setting of the mill, into flour. This...
2. CHAPTER II.With the departure of the party for Geddos, the camp at Changri did what little they could to render the long bare barrack rooms somewhat more endurable as winter quarters. Each...
12. CHAPTER XII.When daylight came, we found ourselves in a network of extraordinary valleys. Large trees grew on the rock-strewn slopes, while along the bottoms were little strips of bright re...
13. CHAPTER XIII.There was still, however, no time to be lost in discovering and obtaining the motor-tug or other boat, seeing that we had arrived on the coast with barely three days' supply of...
8. CHAPTER VIII.Shortly before sunset on August 15th we started to climb the ravine. This was a mile and a half long, and by the time we reached the top night had fallen. On our way up we had s...
10. CHAPTER X.As the country before us appeared to be quite deserted, we began to move off a little before 3 P.M. The going was much the same as in the early morning, but what had then been s...
9. CHAPTER IX.An hour later, having refilled every water-carrying vessel, we too got under way. Scarcely had we gone three hundred yards from the well, however, when a rifle bullet whizzed ov...
11. CHAPTER XI.During this 25th August we had fixed our position so far as our obsolete map would permit. We had, we thought, just crossed the watershed of the Taurus, and if the day had only...
6. CHAPTER VI.There was not a drop of water in any of our bottles when, at 6.30 that evening, we emerged from our hiding-place and made our way down towards the open valley which had been run...
7. CHAPTER VII.No. 2 was now allowed to lead the way. Of this he said he knew every foot; but we had only just started when the course he took veered almost to due north. Cochrane, who was nex...
3. CHAPTER III.Thus disappointed of two of our schemes, we looked around for other ways and means of escape. Nobby had another of his brain-waves. In search of dry firewood he had made several...
15. CHAPTER XV.We reckoned that by this time we were some three miles from the creek, so we could hope that the roar of the engine would be inaudible to those on shore. On the other hand, sunr...
1. CHAPTER I."Il n'y a pas trois officiers." Such was the memorable epigram by which Sherif Bey, Turkish Captain of the Prisoners-of-War Guard at Kastamoni, and a man regardless of detail, a...
16. CHAPTER XVI.There is one note, however, which we feel we must add before laying down our pens. Many of our readers will have already realised that there was something more than mere luck ab...