A record of the Sportsman's Battalions during the First World War, including a database of soldiers who enlisted in - or served with - the 23rd, 24th and 30th Royal Fusiliers, originally raised by Mrs. Emma Cunliffe-Owen in September 1914. If you have any questions or comments, please send to fmsketches@macbrem.com, thanks!

February 28, 1915

Sunday Oregonian

Bits of Sport.


William Albany, the world-famous sculler, who has rowed three great races against Ernest Barry, winning two of them and prevented from trying again because he felt his duty was to enlist last Fall, is a member of the Sportsman’s Battalion, stationed at Hornchurch, Essex, England.

February 27, 1915

The Herald

The light-weight throne, at present occupied by Freddy Welsh, is seriously threatened with danger.

A new ruler, in the person of Jerry Delaney, is anxiously waiting to wear the crown which for so long has honourably found a resting-place, in a metaphorical sense, on the “Welsh wizard’s” brow.

Delaney further enhanced his reputation and retained his unbeaten records by beating the American, Jack Denny, in the easiest manner at the N.S.C. last Monday night.

The bout lasted fourteen rounds, due to the visitor’s remarkable gameness and peculiar covering-up methods, which is one of the features of the American school of boxing.

It was the most one-sided encounter that I have witnessed for some time.

Denny reminded me of an Aunt Sally at a fairground. He just stood up for the purpose of taking all the knocks which came his way, with no chance of retaliating.

Goodness knows how many times Delaney prodded him with a rapier-like left.

All I know is that long before the end arrived the American’s face resembled a certain vegetable that has a colour like a guardsman’s tunic in times of peace.

The Irishman from Bradford displayed a complete curriculum of ring mastery, coupled with a devastating punch that would freeze the smile on Freddy Welsh’s usually happy features.

Say what you will, Delaney is a strong contender for Welsh’s world’s championship honours, and, furthermore, I honestly hold the opinion that he will wrest them from the man who made Willie Ritchie look as cheap as a guinea suit after it has experienced one of our many tearful days.

Another Lonsdale Belt is in jeopardy.

The First Sportsman’s Gazette – No. 10


It is a curious fact that many of us—keen though we were on “getting a smack” at our friend the enemy in those feverish days which preceded enlistment, are now losing touch with the issues at stake in this world conflict.

The reason is not far to seek, for are we not putting our energies into, becoming efficient soldiers?

Our new mode of life scarcely permits of much reading or speculation as to what is happening abroad, and what is more, except on those rare occasions when our Navy gets busy, there is a terrible monotony in the news served up to us by the London papers—-trench fighting, does not permit of rapid progress—so, after a hurried glance at the headlines, our erstwhile favourite journal is tossed on one side.

I firmly believe that if we have each week in the “First Sportsman’s Gazette.” an article on the doings of our boys at the front, written by some member of the Battalion,, in whose soul burns the fire of literary genius, it will serve to keep our minds on the game we are learning to play.

You will remember our eagerness after hearing the news of Scarborough, and the thrill we experienced when we were told of that big fight off the Falkland Islands, and it just comes to this, I want someone to write an inspiriting weekly “leader” on the war, which, by chronicling the deeds of brave men, and telling of Britain’s greatness, shall re-invigorate us, and make us all the more determined to go in and win.

It’s rather nice to think that you and I are not like the man who ought to go and does not. We have left comfortable homes, and have made sacrifices of which we alone can know, in order to serve our country in our country’s need, and afterwards, when we come back—if we do—we shall be proud to say we did not shirk.

We have to rough it a little now—we shall have to rough it still more, but what of it? It is a grand and manly life, and we are doing something.

I know one man, a relative of General Paris, the defender of Antwerp, who almost cried when age precluded him from joining the army. He would say, “If only I could do something. Sitting on an East Coast rock with a gun in my hands would be loafing, but loafing with a difference, for I should feel that I was helping.” That man left for France on Saturday last as a Red Cross orderly, and when he told me the news he was overjoyed.

Thanks to a special concession, we older men in the First Sportsman’s should consider ourselves fortunate indeed.

Some there are amongst us who at the beginning of things took badly to saluting. Most of us regard it differently now, and it was only the other day that I found out why. I was going along the High Street when the strains of martial music told me that the boys were returning from trench digging. I stepped to the edge of the pavement sprang smartly to “attention,” and it was with a keen pleasure that I saluted Lord Maitland, and the officers who marched past at the head of their Companies; for in a flash it came to me that I was paying my respects to the might of Britain in the person of those who hold the commissions of His Majesty King George the Fifth. I may not have yet succeeded in mastering the subtle niceties of saluting, but I intend to do so, for it behoves us all so long as we are soldiers to cultivate that smartness which stamps the good soldier wherever you may see him.

The appointment of Sub-Editor, Financial Manager and Secretary, and Advertising Manager, has not been definitely settled, and the Editor will be pleased to receive further applications.

A Cartoonist, someone used to sporting journalism to report the Battalion Soccer matches and a “Things we want to know” reporter for most of the Huts are still urgently needed.

If improvements are to be effected in this our Battalion journal, volunteers should come forward without delay.

Contributions of interest are cordially invited, and it is pointed out that to facilitate early publication of the “Gazette” these should reach the Editor not later than 6 p.m. each Monday for publication in the next issue.


Private Jerry Delaney—our Jerry—easily defeats Jack Denny of New Orleans.

When first I saw Delaney I never imagined that I was looking at a truly tine boxer, who had studied the art, and fitted himself by strict training to more than hold his own at that Mecca of “the fancy,” the National Sporting Club.

Thanks to the concession to members of the 23rd, secured through the good offices of Mr. Bettinson, a large number of the boys booked seats, and being granted special leave, proceeded to town in time to enjoy a good dinner before occupying their seats at the Club.

My first impression of the ring was peculiar, it called up recollections of pictures I have seen showing the Roman populace in the amphitheatre awaiting some great contest of skill; but whilst in those bad old days cruelty was the thing most loudly applauded, now all brutality has gone and only science remains.

There were no villainous faces, as one has read of in books written by the early Victorian authors— just a gathering of well-bred gentlemen who love sport for its own sake, and have the courage to follow their inclinations.

The auditorium was almost full, and khaki strongly mingled with the black and white garb of peace.

I noticed more than one Staff Officer, whilst amongst those were several from our own Battalion,

After a little waiting the Gladiators entered the arena for the first bout. After two somewhat uninteresting bouts for the semi-finals of welter-weight novices, and a six-round contest in which Joe Conn of Bow beat Harry Moyes of New Cross in one round, there came the twenty-round contest between Young Fox of Leeds and Alec Lafferty of Glasgow, in which the former had an easy win on points.

Then came the great contest of the evening.

Jerry Delaney we all know, so there is no need to say much about him here. He's a good plucked ’un,” and a true “sport,” so all of us are glad to think he proved himself the better man.

Jack Denny is game enough too, but he was out-boxed by one who is cleverer than he, and he knew it before the first round was over. When they stripped I somehow felt that our man had a tough job in front of him, for the American seemed to be better developed; however, as the fight progressed, it was easy to see that Jerry’s wiry frame represented hard training and genuine fitness.

I do not pretend in this article to minutely describe the various phases of the right—you have already read of it in the pages of the sporting papers, but I will instead record the impressions of an eye-witness for the benefit of those who were not present.

In the very first round Jerry’s superiority showed, and although Denny kept up to it, Jerry put in some clever two-handed work, which began to have real effect.

In the third round Jerry quickly scored, and the bell only just saved Denny, as was the case in many of the succeeding rounds.

There was a good deal more holding on in the fourth round, in which Jerry’s right fist made constant acquaintance with the American’s jaw.

Delaney seemed to do just what he liked with the American in the two next rounds, and I firmly believe that had he pressed his advantage the contest would have ended with the sixth round.

Denny “came up to it” a little in the seventh round, but Jerry’s lightning left became very busy, and the American was very badly punished. All through those left-hand jabs of Jerry had a nasty habit of finding their mark, and Denny knew about it, for as the fight progressed he showed signs of the severe gruelling he was experiencing, and the audience expressed no wonder when after the fourteenth round his seconds announced that he had “given in.”

All honour to “our” Jerry, and may he find just as easy a victory when he meets Freddy Welsh.

There can be no doubt that Jerry owes a good deal to his trainer, Private Joe Jagger, whose solicitude and care during the last few weeks have been most marked. Some mention must be made of Private Hooper, who recently defeated Kid Vinton of Gateshead at St. James’ Hall, Newcastle-on-Tyne. Hooper has been one of Jerry’s sparring partners, and I hope to reproduce a photograph of the trio in my next issue.

Jerry is back in camp again, still wearing the smile which worried Denny so much; and he said when I asked him to put his impressions on paper that he’d much sooner fight a round than write a single line—so as “A nod is as good as a wink to a blind horse,” I pleaded urgent business at the Editorial sanctum and cleared.


In the report of “C” Company’s dinner which appeared in our last issue, the Chairman was reported to have stated that it was the first occasion on which the health of His Majesty the King had been drunk by the 23rd Royal Fusiliers.

“Ichabod” points out that this toast was proposed by our Colonel at the Burns’ Anniversary Dinner on January 23rd last, and loyally drunk by the Scottish contingent of the Regiment.




A fortnight ago the Sportsman’s Battalion, quartered at Hornchurch, sustained its first defeat at the hands of the 17th (Service) Battalion R.F. at Whyteleafe. The conditions were shocking, but the play was excellent, and neither side deserved to lose. The visitors, just when they seemed all over the 17th, were beaten on the post by the only try scored in the game, and they naturally looked forward eagerly to the return. Meanwhile, on Saturday week, at Walton-on-Thames, they beat the undefeated H.A.C. The latter had such a big reputation that the Sportsman’s had some misgivings as to the result, but right away from the kick-off a scrum was formed on the H.A.C. line, and Henri nipped over. Henri is an old Shirburnian, and should he be given a fair trial is sure to make a great name for himself. Only a few minutes had elapsed when Wadham, the old U.C.S. boy, who played for Middlesex in 1903 and 1904 (not in the “nineties,” as given by a slip of the pen in these notes last week), added to the visitors’ lead. They continued to force the pace. Wadham on one occasion running over the line with three men hanging to him, but being adjudged “held up.” There was no further score, the Sportsman’s winning a fine game on their merits.

They were naturally elated by this, and as the side, reconstituted in the three-quarter line, where Pearce has immensely strengthened the attack, is improving every week, they fully expected to get their own back against the 17th on Saturday. Farr, the Christ’s Hospital boy, who played—and played well— at full back, has been replaced by R. G. Scott, who represented Queensland, and is one of the cleverest and safest full backs in the country. The ground was in excellent condition except for one bad spot in the centre, and the Sportsman’s had the satisfaction of reversing the verdict. Henri was again very conspicuous, and shortly after the start he scored a typical try—dropping over very cleverly. Then after Williams had converted from a wide angle a really brilliant try was gained. The Shirburnian set his line going, Wadham passing to Pearce, who gave to Henri, the latter returning the compliment, and Pearce scored. In the second half Pearce ran in again after good combination, and Cook, the Black- heathen, kicking a very fine goal from a penalty for the visitors, the Sportsman’s won by 11 points to 3.

The Rugby Club on Saturday the 27th inst. play St. Thomas’s Hospital at Chiswick. The team and supporters will meet on the Drive at 9.15 a.m.



Lieut. H. A. Taylor was educated at the Royal High School, Edinburgh. In 1908-9 he obtained his football colours as a full back, but later on, secured the position of scrum half. Judging from his play for the Sportsman’s Club, this is his correct place as the skill he has displayed during the season has been highly commendable. Since leaving school he played regularly for Edinburgh Dental Hospital. He has always been associated with good class football and both the captain and vice-captain of his school during the time he was in residence obtained their caps for Scotland, viz., J. Hume (scrum half) and A. D. Laing (forward).



The 1st Sportsman’s Battalion are rapidly making themselves acquainted with the cream of London’s amateur clubs. Their opponents last week-end were Bromley, whom they succeeded in defeating, after a capitally contested game, by live goals to two. Both sides were well represented, Bromley, save for the continued absence of McWhirter, being at full strength. They made the running in the first half, and scored two excellent goals (through the agency of James and Harkness) to one by the Battalion (Littlewort).

The visitors showed to excellent advantage from the time Owers headed an equalising goal for them a quarter of an hour from the restart. Yet, although the subsequent goals scored by Owers, Clunas, and Hendren were all well worked for, they never deserved to win by a three-goal margin. E. Hendren was the most prominent player on the ground, his touch-line runs and centres betraying the master mind. Littlewort was predominant in defence, and held up the Bromley forwards time after time.


Will twelve members of the First Sportsman’s Battalion who are good shots on the Miniature Range send in their names and hut number to Sergt.-Major Williams (Musketry Instructor), as it is intended to arrange a match with the members of the Gidea Park Riile Club at an early date.


Letters are despatched daily at 10 a.m., 12.45, 6.30 and 8 p.m. from Camp Post Office. All registered letters and packages should be applied for daily between 9 a.m. and 12.45 p.m., also between 4 p.m. and 7 p.m. The Office is open on Sundays from 5.30 to 6.15 p.m., and letters are despatched at 6.30 p.m. Telegrams are despatched about every half-hour during the hours the Post Office is open, but the Sergeant in charge is in no way responsible for delay in transmission after handing them to the Government authorities.



An Impression.

The Battalion boasts many celebrities, but none is more famous, perhaps, than Ernest G. Hayes, the well-known Surrey County and All England cricketer, now a private in “B” Company.

Upon first acquaintance Hayes does not exactly fill the imagination as a performer of doughty deeds, the dear-cut lace and square jaw which. usually betokens the successful athlete are missing, but the quick eye is there, and somehow the sense of his thoroughness grows upon you. The workmanlike manner in which he applies himself to his present training gives some little indication of the qualities which have made his name a household word in the held of sport.

First into prominence with the Honour Oak Club where he had a habit of scoring a century every week, he was invited to join the Surrey Club Start in 1895. He quickly proved his worth by scoring 130 against Northampton in his first 2nd XI match. Promoted to the senior side in the following season, his first match for the County was against a very strong Australian combination. For a man with the century habit this presented no terrors, and he totalled the excellent score of 60 before being' dismissed. It is almost unnecessary to add that he has been in the side ever since with credit both to the County and himself.

His first trip abroad was made in 1898, when he went as a coach to the Craddock Cricket Club in Cape Colony.

His experiences since have been as varied as they have been interesting, for he has represented England with Lord Brackley’s team in the West Indies, Mr. P. F. Warner’s team in South Africa, and Mr. A. O. Jones’ team in Australia, besides figuring prominently against Australia and the South Africans at Home.

Hayes for several years has been an early choice for the Players in the representative matches against the Gentlemen, and last year he captained the professional side.

He has distributed his favours equally, his highest score of 2/6 being made against Hampshire, while his best bowling performance of 7 wickets for 25 runs was registered against Middlesex. His best all-round performance was perhaps the scoring of 120 runs, followed by 8 wickets for 13 and 5 wickets for 40 at the expense of Somerset. Truly Hayes’ day out.

When Surrey last season gained championship honours after being in the wilderness for so long, Hayes and the veteran Tom Hayward were the only members of the championship side of 15 years ago. He did his share in the revival too, scoring 1,300 runs, with an average of 38, and taking a fair proportion of wickets. This record might have been even better, but illness kept him out of the side for a month.

There would appear to be some connection between the bat and the shovel, for Hayes on ,his showing at Benfleet can wield one equally as well as the other.

Amongst his other hobbies he has the habit of occasionally conceiving the hut to be a menagerie, and while his descriptions of the inmates of the various cages can hardly be described as things of beauty, they are certainly to those fortunate enough to hear them, a joy for ever.

A thorough sportsman and a true friend, Hayes possesses in an exceptional degree that steadiness which is demanded of all of us when on parade.

It is doubtful whether the Battalion, “B” Company, or hut 14, are the more proud of him as a member.


An institution which has been of service to the Battalion, and for which subscriptions were recently invited by a “ Private Patient” in the pages of this journal.


The Village, Hornchurch.

There are many in our Battalion whose relatives and friends Will welcome some particulars of this wonderful Essex village in which we are quartered, so I have persuaded the Editor to grant me some space for the reproduction of pictorial representations of the Parish Church and the High Street.

The village is pleasantly placed on the main road between Romford and Upminster, and is bounded on east and west by the rivers Ingrebourne and Rom.

The Church of Saint Andrew is a relic of past ages, intimately connected with the days of knightly chivalry. The curious carving of the Bull’s head with horns is a feature that is unique, and savants interested in archaeology make pilgrimages to view it.

The old village in the days of Edward the Confessor, was of greater importance than Romford, and many are the Royal personages famed in history who have visited the neighbourhood.

Mayhap in those early days of Britain’s history this delightful and well-wooded countryside was the haven to which the Vikings steered after effecting a landing on the coast of this fair county.

Perhaps some local gentleman blessed with a better knowledge of the neighbourhood may now be induced to contribute an article which contains a fuller account of our present home to a future number of the “Gazette.”

Lastly, I would just venture a word on another matter. We must think of those at home who are naturally anxious to see pictures of the camp in which we live, so I have asked the Editor to reproduce pictures of the Cook House, Institute, &c., and he has promised to comply with my wishes.

Hornchurch Parish Church.



February 23rd, 1915.

Dear Mr. Freer,
     I hasten to answer your letter of Feb. 2'2nd, and while I should like very much to do exactly as you say, I am, as you quite understand, extremely busy and to take the necessary hour or two or three to prepare properly an article for your paper is really something (as much as I regret it) I am unable to do.
     If there is anything in the following lines, however, which you. can use, you are welcome to: —
     If War was always taking place as it was in the Middle Ages—if we were, as a Nation, always either trying to take something from someone else, or were trying to protect, from some encroaching hand, that which we have, then there would be but one career open to the men of red blood and energy, viz., that of a soldier or sailor. Fortunately, however, War has become only an occasional catastrophe and the life of a soldier as full of excitement and of credit and of glory as it is, at this moment, cannot continue indefinitely in the opportunity to do the brave or glorious things.
     Next in the list of opportunities seems to me to stand the great game of Commerce, which holds its arms out to the whole world and says, “Come into my sphere, there is room and to spare for all.”
     A day’s business may be as exciting, as interesting, as full of novelty and of charm as any day’s work can be and the whole thing can be considered a great, splendid game and played with the same energy, aggressiveness and goodwill as is a game of football or cricket.
     I hope, when the War is over, that those men who have proved their worth and courage in the defence of their country, will find themselves drawn toward that great sphere of activity, “ Commerce,” second only to that of a soldier, and by their everlasting energy help win and hold for Great Britain always the leading place in the world’s Commerce.
     Yours faithfully

February 22nd.

Dear Mr. Editor,
     May I offer a word of congratulation to you and the other very “Sporty” Sportsmen who have decided to “carry on” with the Gazette, notwithstanding innumerable difficulties.
     I like your leading article, it is manly and tolerant. Long may you occupy the Editorial Chair, and may the ink flow from your pen Freer and Freer. (Excuse me). . !
     This is the sincere wish of,
     (Or rather)

To the Editor, “ First Sportsman’s Gazette.”
     I have thought out a great scheme to end the war, if it can be worked. It suggested itself whilst looking back on many happy days of fishing on the Gulf, and of which I hope to write you later. If at first sight it should appear treasonable I must explain that I have been out of England for the past 25 years; and the prevailing climate “ makes me tired”; for whilst I gave up everything and came over 3,000 miles to try and do my bit, the climate and malaria knocked me out of the “ Sportsman’s/’ and as the authorities will not recognise my many extraordinary qualities, I am “ frozen out.” Therefore, if I cannot win a V.C.—and V.H.C. at Cruft’s seems to be as near as I can get to it—I don’t see why I should not try for an iron Cross ! Do you ? eh ! what ! This scheme would be far more effective than the present German blockade and must 'bring England to her “ marrow bones,” and give her 11 cold feet.” It is so simple that I wonder they have not threatened us with it before. My only uncertainty is as to whether to offer it to the Kaiser or to Messrs. Haldane, McKenna & Co. I thought of L.G., but he would want to tax me on “ unearned increment” or something*. If you or any of your readers can advise me as to this ! shall be glad to let you in on the Iron Cross business. Any of you who know the _game of “freeze out” should be able to advise.
     This scheme would find employment to the hyphenated—-a long word with a short meaning— Americans. Sorry I forgot, I have not told you yet what it is. Simply divert the course of the Gulf Stream from these shores, and there you are ! So-long and good luck
     Yours, MALARIA,
         “Brookroyd,” Ilkley, Yorks.
P.S.—None of your readers have told me where I can get some Rack pointers yet !


The Editor would like to hear from Freemasons in the Battalion as to whether a re-union dinner of all Members of the Craft is desirable.

February 25, 1915

Daily Mirror


Miss Ruby M. Ayers, who is writing our new serial, which begins next Monday, discussing her recruiting idea with Colonel A. de B. V. Paget (in the centre), commanding the Sportsman’s Battalion, and Major Enderby.

February 24, 1915

Glasgow Daily Record


Jerry Delaney, of the Sportsman’s Battalion (seated), who defeated jack Denny, of new Orleans, at the national Sporting Club on Monday.

February 23, 1915

Western Daily Press

CLIFTON FOOT HARRIERS – Owing to the death of Captain Bruce Melville Wills, Wessex R. E (killed in action), and of Mr. Hamlyn H Perham, Sportsmen’s Battalion, Royal Fusiliers these hounds will not meet to-morrow (Wednesday).

The funeral of Mr Hamlyn H. Perham, late of the Sportsman’s Battalion Royal Fusiliers, will take place too-day, at Flax Bourton Parish Church, at 3.45 p.m. The rector (the Rev. F. Tracey) made a feeling tribute, in his sermon on Sunday, to the deceased’s loyalty and devotion to duty.

The Times



The chief event at the National Sporting Club last night was a 200-round contest between the light-weights, Private J. Delaney (23rd Royal Fusiliers, Sportsman’s Battalion) and J. Denny (New Orleans) for £330. Delaney won in the 14th round.

After a quiet start Delaney forced the pace finely in the second round. He again took the honours in the third round, and Denny had to act chiefly on the defensive. In the fifth round Delaney kept his opponent away and scored fast, owing to his superior pace and ring tactics. The American was quite out classed, but was game until the end. At the close of the 14th round Denny’s seconds gave in for him.

It was Denny’s first appearance in this country. His record in America is an excellent one, and before the fight he and Kid Lewis were regarded as the most formidable opponents for Fred Welsh.

The Courier



With a card of a most attractive character arranged it was not surprising to fid a big attendance at the N.S.C. last night.

Jack Denny, the newly-arrived light-weight, was down to meet Jerry Delaney (who is now a private in the Sportsmen’s Battalion) over 20 rounds for £100 a-side and the Club purse. The articles stipulated that the men should weight 9 st. 9 lbs. Delaney was 2 lbs. inside, but the American went a quarter of a pound over, and it was only after severe skipping bouts that he passed the scale at the third time of asking.

The event of the evening, however, was a 20-rounds bout in the eliminating contest for the bantam-weight championship between Young Fox, of Leeds, and Alex. Lafferty, who claims to be the best lad of his weight in Scotland. Looking fit, the Scot pulled down the beam at 8 st. 5 ¾ lbs., Fox being ¾ lb. lighter.

Before the proceedings opened there was a little speculation over both matches, Fox at 6 to 4 on, and Delaney 5 to 2 on being respectively favourites.


Of the two chief events, the bantam-weight contest came first. It went the full twenty rounds, but to a great extent was disappointing, as the Scot failed to justify the high opinion formed of him, and Fox won well on points. The Leeds man had a good pull in the matter of reach, and took full advantage of it, getting over or breaking through Lafferty’s guard time after time. Lafferty tried in-fighting both in season and out, but wasted a lot of well-intentioned right-handers. All the same, the Scott had the better of the opening rounds, and in the third Fox was down. Indeed, the latter looked like a loser for five rounds, but in the sixth he suddenly found his form. He then began to avoid the Scotsman’s left leads, and after doing a lot of good work toppled Lafferty over in the seventh round with a clip on the chin. From this point all the cleverness and generalship were on the side of Fox. Lafferty was always game, and right up to the sixteenth round exhibited pace, but he became very ragged towards the close, and, as already said, Fox won with a bit in hand.


The Delaney v. Denny bout was a warm one. Delaney forced the work to commence with, and, hitting with plenty of force whilst paying particular attention to the fence, he outfought the American generally. By the end of the fifth round, Delaney had established a good lead. Denny adopted covering up tactics, but without being able to keep Delaney’s left out of his face. The Yorkshireman’s judgment was first-class, and he inflicted such severe punishment that at the end of the 14th round Denny was hopelessly beaten. The New Orleans man showed nothing like championship form at any part of the contest.




Mrs. E. Cunliffe-Owcn, the chief recruiting officer of the Sportsman’s Battalions, who recently wrote to the “Daily- Express” stating that “men joining this battalion in future will be expected to pay a minimum of three guineas and be of the upper and middle classes,” has resumed her letter-writing activities and appeals for money.

A “Daily Express” correspondent writes that, although he, “like many others, had sent a subscription (£5) to the Sportsman’s Battalions,” he has now received another appeal in the form of the following letter:—

     Dear Sir,—The War Office have now called for an extra 500 men for the 1st Sportsman’s Battalion, which is in camp at Hornchurch, Essex, and have also authorised the immediate raising of a 2nd Sportsman’s Battalion of 1,600 men, making a total in all of 1,900 men still to be found.
     The camp and men at Hornchurch are considered to be second to none in the New Army, and the 2nd Battalion will be quite as good.
     The raising of these battalions places a severe strain upon our financial resources, and funds are urgently needed, as only a portion of the expense incurred in raising and equipping these battalions is recoverable from the War Office. May I ask you to kindly send a donation?
     Cheques should be made payable to me at above address, and crossed 2nd Sportsman’s Battalion Royal Fusiliers.
     If you could induce any of your friends to assist financially I should be most grateful. —Yours faithfully,
          E. CUNLIFFE-OWEN.
     Hotel Cecil, Strand, Feb. 19, 1915.

What has Colonel Viscount Maitland to say to this now appeal on behalf of his battalion?


The three questions asked in the “Daily Express” on February 5, however, still await answers.

The questions are :—

    1. How much money has been received ?
    2. How has the money been spent ?
    3. What is the present balance or deficit?

A new element of mystery is introduced, by a sentence in the following remarkable advertisement which has appeared daily in the “Times” for several weeks:—

1st and 2nd SPORTSMEN'S BATTALIONS, ROYAL FUSILIERS. Colonel-in-Chief, the King. C.O. 1st Battalion. Colonel Viscount Maitland. C.O. 2nd Battalion, Col. A. de B. V. Paget (His Majesty’s Bodyguard). Sportsmen, age 19 to 45, upper and middle classes only, Wanted at Once. There are still vacancies. Entrance is 3 guineas, or kit. No other financial obligations. Head Recruiting office, Hotel Cecil, London, Hours, 10 a.m. to 6 p.m. daily.

What is the precise meaning of the phrase:—“ Entrance fee 3 guineas or kit”? The “Daily Express” understands that the Army authorities make an allowance of about £7 or £8 for the kit.

February 22, 1915

Daily Record


(1) Corporal Lewis R. Lewis, captain of 2nd Sportsman’s Battalion Football Club; (2) Sergeant Adams of the same battalion, who played for Fulham.

War Illustrated Article–February 20, 1915

Our Own Photographer among the Sportsmen:

The guard of the Sportsmen’s Battalion at the entrance to the camp at Hornchurch. It is changed every twenty-four hours, and members retire into the hut in the background for meals in turn.

Pioneers of the engineering section at work. Inset above: Adjutant Lieut. Inglis. Orderlies in the vicinity of the cookhouse, about to covey “tucker” to their comrades.

Thursday at Hornchurch is looked forward to as keenly as Friday (pay day), for it is the day when the ever-popular “War Illustrated” arrives. Inset in the above photograph are Major Richey, D.S.O. (left), and Lieut-Col. Gibbons (right), of the Sportsmen’s Battalion.

Some Scenes at Hornchurch Training Camp

Instructor-Sergeant Cummings, holder of the world’s one mile walk championship (see in centre), with squad of recruits that he maintains is the finest he has ever trained. Inset on left and right: 2nd Lieut. H. A. Taylor and 2nd. Lieut. V. Hayes.

Preliminary hostilities at Hornchurch. Sportsmen pose for their photograph after snowball bombardment at one of their huts.

Lieut. Dr. Walter Hill, chief medical officer to the Sportsmen’s Battalion, with “Taxi,” the Cruft’s winner mascot of the regiment.

Sportsmen seated on a tree that fell, smashing a hut but, fortunately, without injuring any occupants.

The huts at Horncurch, which accommodate each fifty men. Inset: Lieut. Philip Suckling, first recruit to the battalion, who has served in Zululand.

February 20, 1915

Edinburgh Evening News

Among the recruits for the Sportsman’s Battalion are C. P. McGahey, of the Essex XI; McIvor Jackson, the Surrey cricketer; Harry Packer and Lewis H. Lewis, the Welsh footballers; the big game hunters, Reginald Cooper and W Burlton; C. Mitchell, a son of the champion boxer of the eighties; and Ted Heaton, a noted swimmer, who only failed to cross the Channel by a quarter of a mile.

Essex Newsman



(With whom sat Jus. Tabor, Dale Womersley, and Al. L. Woodhouse, Esqrs.)

Charge Against Contractor.

Joseph Bysouth, 43, a contractor, on bail, was indicted for stealing 28 lb. bacon, 6 lb. of meat, and other goods of Colonel Viscount Maitland, at Hornchurch, on Jan. 30. – Mr. E. H. Tindal Atkinson prosecuted; Mr. C. E. Jones defended.

Lieut. and Quar.-Mastr. Robert de Vere Stacpoole, attached to he 1st Sportsman’s Battalion, stationed at Grey Towers, Hornchurch, stated that owing to the shortage of rations which had been noticed orders were given that all persons passing out of the Barracks on a certain day should be stopped. He had control of the contracts for removal of refuse from all parts of the Barracks, with the exception of the canteen. On the afternoon of the day in question he went to the guardroom in consequence of a report, and there saw the goods which were the subject-matter of that indictment. The bread was Army rations bread, and had nothing to do with the canteen at all. Cross-examined, witness said the stores were contracted for at so much per day per man. He could not say whether the bacon and meat were ever issued by the contractors to the regimental storekeeper. The bread was sub-contracted to a local baker. Witness could not say whether or not the baker would make more loaves than were requisitioned; he might do so.

Pt. Chas. F. Branson gave evidence as to stopping prisoner as he was leaving the main gates with a van. He had received orders to stop everyone. -- Cross-examined: He did not know how prisoner got into the Barracks. He did not see him go in.

Sergt. Gill, who examined the content s of prisoner’s van, and took prisoner to the guardroom, stated that he found in sacks the goods mentioned in the charge. Prisoner, asked to account of for the goods, said he got the stuff from the pig swill tubs. The bread was quite new, good bread.

P.s. Crowe stated that when he questioned prisoner at his house prisoner said he had a contract to remove the swill and rubbish from the canteen. He saw the two sacks and removed them as rubbish.

Jas. Dawson, a farmer and contractor, said prisoner gave him a pass into the barracks for the purpose of collecting swill and rubbish. On the Saturday in question he collected the refuse as usual in the morning. His arrangement for collecting the refuse was made with the prisoner; he was to pay prisoner what he thought the refuse was worth.

William John Beck, clerk at the canteen, stated that the canteen yard where the refuse tubs were was locked from Saturday noon until Sunday evening, and he (witness) went to London with the key in his pocket.

Thomas Shaw, manager of the regimental canteen, said refuse from the canteen was put into tubs in the canteen yard. He had never seen refuse put outside the tubs, and did not know that it was done. Prisoner made an arrangement with him whereby a Mr. Dawson removed refuse from the canteen yard on prisoner’s behalf. The refuse from the canteen might contain bread in small portions, but never whole loaves. Only Dawson had the right to remove refuse. – Cross-examined, witness could not say that the bacon and meat had ever been issued to the military authorities. Dawson was instructed only to empty the swill tub.

Prisoner, sworn, stated that as cartage agent for the Midland Railway he had to take goods to the barracks, and was there frequently. He had an arrangement with Mr. Shaw, the manager of the canteen, by which he employed Jas. Dawson to take away from the canteen yard the refuse in the tubs. On the Saturday afternoon in question he (prisoner) took about 7cwt. of butter and margarine to the barracks. He arrived there about 2:30 and delivered the butter to Mr. Beck at the warehouse. Having delivered the butter, he had a look at the tub. He saw two sacks by the tub. In one was a piece of bread. He did not look any further, but put the sacks in his van, and drove out by the main gates. A sergeant stopped him and said, “What have you got – anything good?” He (prisoner) said, “You had better jump up and have a look.” The sergeant did so, and found a loaf of bread. He asked prisoner where he got it from, and he said from the swill tub. After looking again the sergeant said he must go to the guardroom. At the guardroom a further search was made. He told the sergeant that he took the sacks from near the swill tub and believed they were refuse.

Evidence as to prisoner’s good character was called.

The jury found prisoner guilty, but recommended him to mercy on account of his previous good character.

The Chairman, in passing sentence, said the Bench were very sorry to see prisoner in that position. They agreed entirely with the verdict, and at the same time would take into account the recommendation of the jury to mercy. It was a very serious offence, however, and he was afraid was a kind of thing that went on a good deal at these camps, where, it being difficult to keep watch, a good deal of property was removed. Lieut. Stacpoole had said that this had been going on at Hornchurch for some time, but the Bench would not go back, and would deal only with what had happened on this occasion. The sentence would be four month’s hard labour; if it had not been for the commendation of the jury it would have been more.

Nottingham Evening Post



Captain H. H. Enderby, the Adjutant to the Second Sportsman’s Battalion, Royal Fusiliers, has been appointed major. He is well known in Nottinghamshire as a rifle shot, and shot at Bisley for years; he had the distinction of making 25 successive bulls at 500 yards at the Retford Rifle Range, and was one of the first superintendents of the Retford Miniature Rifle Club.

The First Sportsman’s Gazette – No. 9


It is not my intention in this, my first, Editorial to comment upon matters which led to my being asked to occupy the Editorial chair;

I received my orders, and obeyed them as a soldier should. My duty, then, is to the “First Sportsman’s Gazette,” which journal is intended to interest and amuse every member of the Battalion.

To those responsible for the inception of the journal all credit is due, and the eight numbers which have already appeared are proof enough of the immense amount of time and thought which have been expended. The weekly production of a paper containing at least 15,000 words is no light task, and the Editorial Staff is to be congratulated on the success they have established.

Under these circumstances, although it is not an easy matter to gather together in a moment all the threads of this somewhat complex organisation, I have confidence in the future.

Let us all remember we are soldiers. It may be a difficult task for many of us who have been at the head of big organisations to get into the way of taking orders without kicking, but we joined Lord Kitchener’s Army with the express intention of serving our King and country; it therefore follows that we can best do so by dropping criticism, personal opinions, and all other things which are not in accord with discipline, and by putting our best into becoming efficient soldiers.

We are sportsmen, I take it? Then let us play the game. We are all Tommy Atkins—we were proud to think we were in the old Hotel Cecil days. Then let us act as Tommy Atkins acts, by showing our loyalty to our Commanding Officer, for by so doing we show our loyalty to our King-—God bless him—at a time when loyalty counts.

There can be no discussion of controversial subjects in these pages. There can be no more criticism of those in command. You and I, and all of us, are here to take orders and not to question the wisdom of those who give them. It is war time, our country is lighting for its very existence in the biggest war the world has ever known. We all must “do our bit” and as sportsmen and gentlemen, let us do it cheerfully.

I invite contributions, particularly items connected with sport and military subjects. I know that there are many able pens in the Battalion, and I want you to regard the “Gazette” as a huge camp lire around which we can sit and swap experiences. With such a varied collection of men, I am convinced our Battalion journal can be made one of the most interesting publications in Great Britain.



By the Editor.

This particular issue of the “First Sportsman’s Gazette” has been produced under difficulties.

There has been a dearth of “copy” and consequently your new Editor has had to chase about the camp in his effort to dig up literary genius.

Over and above this small trouble new men have had to be found to fill the vacant posts on the staff which became vacant when the old management resigned. .

Just because of those things, if the Battalion “Gazette” is lacking in interest this week—if it is at all below the excellent average—I hope that my readers will be good-natured enough to understand and excuse me.

I will not at this juncture make any promises for the future, but you can rest assured that the staff will do all possible to make our weekly paper have a real connection with the best interests of every member of the Battalion.

New features are in course of preparation, and of these I hope to speak in the next issue.


Adjutant, 23rd (Service) Battalion, Royal Fusiliers (1st Sportsman’s). No letterpress is required to accompany the above photograph of our Adjutant, whose untiring energies in connection with the organisation of the “First Sportsman’s” are well-known to us all.


Members of the Battalion who would like to have copies of the “Gazette” regularly posted to their friends both at home and abroad, need only give their addresses, together with a sum to cover subscription and postage to Pte. E. C. Sheffield, Hut 13.


That Major Richey has rapidly won the hearts of all his men in C Company since he first took over their command, was once more revealed at the hearty reception he received at the Dinner given last Wednesday at the White Hart, Romford, in honour of his forthcoming marriage.

At 7.15 Capt. Church took the Chair, the other Officers present being Lieut. The Hon. R. Yorke, Lieut. Hayes, and Lieut. Cross. The guests also included Coy. Serg.-Major Blundell and Coy. Qtr.- Master Serg. Mann, Serg. Jourdain and other N.C.Os. and men from C Company; the guests altogether numbering just over a hundred.

From beginning to end the evening was a huge success, and this was undoubtedly duo to the whole arrangements being organised by Serg. Jourdain, who, as is characteristic of him, even went to the trouble of chartering a special train to and from Romford, via the Halt, for the convenience of the men.

During dinner music was supplied by Sergeant Almond (violin) and Private Sullivan (cornet), assisted by Private May at the piano.

Much amusement was caused by the failure, after two attempts, of the photographers engaged to take the assembly, in producing the necessary flash at the critical moment. The percussion cap, possibly made in Germany, refused to “go off,” the magnesium powder having ultimately to be ignited with a taper. Anyone desiring a photo of the guests will be able to obtain one for 2/6 from Serg. Jourdain in about a week’s time.

In giving the Toast to the King, the Chairman remarked that this occasion marked an epoch in the history of the regiment, in that it was the first occasion the King’s health had been drunk by the 23rd Royal Fusiliers. Then the Speaker proposed the health of Major Richey and his future wife, amid clamorous applause.

Notable among the speeches of the evening was Serg. Jourdain’s tribute in his presentation of the wedding gifts from C Company. The presents consisted of a fine pair of prismatic binoculars, a silver cigar case with an inscription, a silver match-box, and a box of cigars from two admirers in “B Company. Serg. Jourdain eloquently expressed the sentiments of the men when he declared his heartfelt confidence in following the Major even unto death. When for the first time he met Major Richey on the parade ground he knew that before him was a born leader, a soldier and a man, and during the short time the guest of the evening had been associated with the Battalion Serg. Jourdain had found his presentiments to be fully justified.

Answering to requests for a speech, Major Richey, in a few short sentences thanked the Company for their splendid ovation, but confessed that he was not a speech-maker. However, he said, he was proud to command such a fine set of men, and he expressed his assurance that they would soon see the Front. Some would go under (here he gave a significant glance in the direction of the ceiling), but everyone would render a good account of himself. Loud applause followed as the Major took his seat.

For the concert, which concluded the evening, we are indebted to the following artistes:— Serg. Almond (cornet solo), Serg. Wainwright (song), Pte. Pippett (recitation), Pte. Hamilton (song and humourous stories), Pte. Chilmaid (humourous recitation), Pte. Haddon (song), Pte. Kilpatrick (song), Pte. Sullivan (cornet and concertina solos), Pte. Morris (song), Pte. McDonald (humourous song), and Pte. Hartley (at the piano). It may be mentioned that all the above artistes belong to C. Company.

Before dispersing, a vote of thanks was proposed to the Chairman by Major Richey and seconded by Pte. Wrixon, amid much cheering.

Lieut. Hayes then proposed a vote of thanks to Serg. Jourdain, which was warmly responded to. Next came a toast; to Serg.-Major Blundell, proposed by Lieut. Cross.

At the well-known strains of “Auld Lang Syne,” what must have been the happiest gathering Company 3 has experienced since they came, to Hornchurch, was brought to a close. On returning to Camp the behaviour of the men was a credit both to the Battalion and the popularity of Serg. Jourdain, whose wise admonitions were obeyed in the true spirit of men who know how to play the game.

Standing (from Left to Right)—Higgins, Lewis, Owers, Buxton, Kirton, Steele, Fatt. Sitting (from Left to Right) Sandham, Hendren, Clunas, Lieut. Hayes, Hendren, Rawlings, Bates.




Played on Wednesday, February 17th, at Chatham, before a large company of officers and men.

The match was played in aid of the funds for providing comforts for men of the West Kents at the front in the fighting line. The Battalion team was delighted to help in such a good cause; over £40 was obtained. The teams met on a very wet ground, in a downpour of rain, but it was a real sporty match, and ended in a win for the Sportsman’s Battalion by 3 goals to 1.



The work of the Sportsman’s Battalion scrummage made for victory against the H.A.C. on Saturday by two tries to nothing. It was just such a day when forwards, if they have weight and grit, must turn the match against all manner of skill outside. The wind swept the field; driving the rain before it just as it did in England v. Wales at Cardiff two years ago; just as it did at Balmoral, Belfast, in Ireland v. Wales last March. But now, as then, the forward play was splendid to watch. If they have developed their military skill as well as they have their Rugby game these Sportsmen at Hornchurch must be tough soldiers. From Captain A. B. de Bourbel right through the pack the men kept together, getting on the first shove and breaking as one man on the ball. It is a long time since we saw such stirring forward play. Opportunities have not been many this season: but it was pleasant on this occasion to mark play that recalled the merits of those wonderful packs that Wales and Scotland and England (in order of excellence) had last season. “Who is the coach and manager at Hornchurch?” asked a famous Harlequin. Well, just think it over.

As the unrelenting rushes were executed it seemed as if there were eight Internationals forming this pack. With the wind behind them they did so much work that some of the onlookers began to question whether they would stay through the second half. But military training has wrought wonders, and when the Sportsman’s Battalion turned to play into the gale they did as well as ever.

Great Defence.

No wonder the H.A.C. failed to live up to reputation. The Sportsmen came sweeping on to the halves and three-quarters and full back of the H.A.C., reducing them to mere tacklers or performers of saving kicks. The H.A.C. made a courageous fight of it. A. K. Horan, of “Club” fame, the scrummage half-back, and C. W. R. Pantlin, the flying man, did great things in defence as they saw their own scrummage swept aside; the three-quarters tackled hard; Bristowe, of Eton and Christ Church, at full back never tired of going down to the rushes. To keep the score down to two tries speaks for itself in regard to the merits of the defence. But forwards and “feet” triumphed over skill outside the scrummage. The Sportsmen forwards went on with the ball, leaving their backs to shift for themselves. But this game paid. For behind the scrummage P. R. Henri, who was flying man, fielded the ball as if it had been a dry day; he had pace and swerve too, and his unfaltering foothold was always beating several men. It was he who scored the first try; it was H. F. Wadham who made the second after a bullocking run in the manner of W. N. Bolton or Basil Maclear.

And so the H.A.C never had a chance. They were beaten forward; their backs alone saved them from a worse defeat. The H.A.C. since they went into quarters at Walton-on-Thames have come on tremendously in Rugby, but they have obviously neglected to some extent the necessities of weight in the pack. They may have great skill outside, but much of it goes for nothing unless they have weight forward as well.

On Saturday, 20th February, the Rugby team will again meet on the Grey Towers ground the 17th (Empire) Battalion from Whyteleafe, who had such a lucky victory on their home ground by winning the match with a single try during the last minute and a half.


The first Annual Dinner of the B Company will be held at the White Hart Hotel, Romford, on Friday, the 5th March, at 6.30 p.m. Tickets, 5/- each, to be obtained from the Hon. Sec., Pte. F. G. Harris, Hut 13. The chair will be taken by Capt. Owen Williams.


On Monday next, at the National Sporting Club, two very important bouts are due for decision. Jerry Delaney, who is now a private in the Sportsman’s Battalion, will meet Jack Denny, of New Orleans, in a twenty-rounds contest, at 9st. 9lbs., for £330, and Young Fox, of Leeds, will be opposed to Alex Lafferty, of Scotland, in a bantam-weight eliminating contest, in which £303 is involved.

Chief interest, of course, will centre in the meeting between Delaney arid Denny. The Englishman has long had an eye on the light-weight championship, but owing to a variety of circumstances he has never been able to get on a match with the holder of the trophy. Should he prove successful against Denny, however, the way will be cleared to a great extent, as the only remaining obstacle in his path will be Kid Lewis, who is due in this country early next month.

Denny is quite a stranger in England, but his record in America is a good one, for he has disposed of such good men as Johnny Dundee and Knockout Brown. With a view to getting into the best possible condition he began work three weeks ago at Welling, in Kent, and he is now finishing off his preparation at Whetstone. It is worthy of remark that Johnny Summers, who had a week with Denny in Kent, has a very high opinion of the American.

Delaney, who has only recently joined the Sportsman’s Battalion, rubbed the rough corners off at his camping ground at Hornchurch, but by special permission of his officers he is putting on the final polish at Brighton in company with Young Fox, and I hear that he is particularly well and easy at the weight.


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All applications to be made to the Editor at the Lodge between 6 and 7 p.m., or by letter addressed to Hut 13.

February 19, 1915

Essex County Chronicle


The funeral took place at Bromley on Friday of Pt. Edward A. Willett, of B Company, 1st Sportsman’s Battalion. Deceased was a solicitor who had enlisted. His death took place on Feb. 10 from cerebral-spinal meningitis, with which he was taken ill while in camp at Grey Towers, Hornchurch. The band of the battalion attended the funeral, and a wreath was sent by deceased’s comrades.

Daily Express



The Liberal millionaire private. Sir Herbert Raphael, of the Sportsman's Battalion, came in for smiling notice in the House of Commons yesterday.

The Army Votes were under discussion, and the question of delays in the payment of separation allowances was raised.

Mr. Ronald McNeill (U. Kent, St. Augustine’s) said that there was one soldier in whose ease the separation allowance was paid promptly. This was Private Raphael.

The burly warrior, standing at the bar where all could see him, adjusted his monocle, straightened his shoulders to “Attention.’’ and then bowed to the House. Members laughed.

“We have the gratifying knowledge,’’ said Mr. McNeill. “ that the War Office immediately put Lady Raphael beyond the reach of destitution.'’

“The age limit is thirty-eight.” put in Mr. Pringle, “and it is a question whether men who have enlisted above the age of thirty-eight are not perilously near to obtaining money by false pretences.” [Private Raphael is fifty-six.]

Private Raphael, in his khaki, walked about the lobby afterwards, and was much admired.

February 18, 1915

Daily Mirror


Messrs. Hennen and Company, of Quality court, Chancery lane, W.C., write to state that Sir Herbert Raphael Bart, M.P., has no interest in the Hare Hall Estate, Gidea Park, on which estate the Second Sportsman’s Battalion will encamp. This estate is the property of Major Charles Ernest Castellan, 2nd Essex Battalion R.F.A. (T.), and Major Victor Edward Castellan, 1st Essex Battalion R.F.A. (T.). The Daily Mirror regrets it was misinformed in stating that this was one of Sir Herbert’s estates.

February 17, 1915

Daily Mirror


Leaving home. Private Raphael (x) marching through the Strand.

Sir Herbert H. Raphael, Bart., M.P., a great banker, a trustee of the National Gallery, and a man of many weighty public affairs, whose country seat is Allestree Hall, Derby, is now known as Private Raphael. He has joined the 2nd Sportsman’s Battalion, and will shortly go into camp at Gidea Park, which is on one of his own estates. Here Private Raphael will live in a hut. Sir Herbert has deliberately enlisted as a private to set an example to other men. He is very popular with the battalion.


This photograph shows Colonel Paget and staff officers watching the march past of the Sportsman’s Battalion after they had been on a recruiting march. The Sportsman’s Battalion includes any number of athletes and men who are prominent in the racing world. But practically every branch of athletic and sport is now represented in the ranks of the battalion, which has become exceedingly popular.

February 13, 1915

Daily Express



We have received the following letter from Colonel A. de B. V. Paget, commanding the 2nd Sportsman’s Battalion, recruits for which are expected by Mrs. Cunliffe-Owen, the chief recruiting officer, to pay not less than three guineas each: —

To the Editor of the “ Daily Express.”
     Sir.—With reference to the paragraph in to-day’s “Daily Express” headed "Mrs. Cunliffe-Owen's appeals,” I beg to state that the appeal for funds to the recruits of the 2nd Sportsman’s Battalion was issued without my knowledge or approval, and that I deprecate in the strongest manner communications passing between the organisers of the battalion and the non-commissioned officers and men without my knowledge.
               A. DE B. V. PAGET. Colonel, Commanding 24th (S) Bn. Royal Fusiliers (2nd Sportsman's).
     Hotel Cecil, Feb. 12

Three appeals from Mrs. Cunliffe-Owen, “Chief Recruiting Officer ” of the Sportsman’s Battalions, for contributions to the funds under her control have been quoted in the “Daily Express."

One was to members of the 1st Battalion, another to those of the 2nd Battalion, and the third to a private householder.

In the appeal to the 2nd Battalion, which Colonel Paget repudiates, Mrs. Cunliffe-Owen not merely asked all the rank and file to “help me as much as possible.” but added. “Will you get as many of your friends to help me as you can ?”

Colonel Viscount Maitland, commanding the 1st Battalion, has already repudiated Mrs. Cunliffe-Owen’s three-guinea tax.”

The First Sportsman’s Gazette – No. 8



Our remarks on this subject last week excited a great deal of comment within and outside the Camp and during the week we received many letters urging us to pursue the matter further. We take the liberty of reproducing two of these letters here: To the Editor (1st Sportsman’s Gazette).

     Dear Sir,—May I be permitted to say how glad I was to read your Editorial Notes in the current issue of the Regimental Gazette, more especially the remarks relating to the question of commissions ? I personally came over 3,000 miles to join the colours, and when I applied at the War Office for a commission I was definitely informed that I should not in any way prejudice my chances of getting one were I to join the Sportsman’s Battalion or any other unit of the King’s forces. Further, I was given to understand that all commissions in the future would be given, not to the men about town who strolled about waiting for them, but to young fellows who had sense enough to join and learn something.
     I now find that I am debarred from even applying for a commission. I consider this distinctly unjust, and, like crowds of other fellows in similar positions, it appears to me that I have been misled and deceived, and that we are being penalised for our patriotism. It is true that some weeks ago, at a time when I believe the Corps was not officially recognised, I was offered my discharge. But what decent man would take a discharge merely in order to “hang about” London on the off chance of obtaining a commission?
     I am, Sir,
          Yours very truly,

To the Editor.
     Sir,- You say in your Editorial Note, re commissions, in your last week’s issue that the Colonel’s point of view is that if the Battalion is ever to become a fighting unit men must come here to stay, and not merely for a transition period of training for something else.” That is, of course, true enough. But surely Commanding Officers realise that when they train men they are not doing it to satisfy themselves or even to forward the interests of their own particular Battalions, but in the service of their King. It is not absolutely essential that the Sportsman’s Battalion should go to the Front as a unit; it is absolutely essential that England should win this war. In my judgment, C.O.’s-—and I number two or three of them among my personal friends, make too much of a fetish of keeping their pet units intact. It is a perfectly understandable and, in many ways, a laudable ambition, but, I think, scarcely the highest or the most altruistic one. Finally, may I say it with all due respect, Lord Maitland should feel proud that the Battalion under his command is able to give the country so many promising young officers.
     Yours, &c.,
          W. M. R.

We print these letters mainly because we believe that they represent the general feeling of the Battalion in the matter, and also because we hope that a frank expression of opinion will help to clear the air somewhat. So far as we ourselves are concerned we believe that professional men, especially engineers, miners, sappers, linguists, etc. are able to render more useful service to their country as officers than as rankers—and it is of this type of men that the Sportsman's Battalion is largely composed.


We regret that the spirit of the Battalion is not what it was three months ago, and we hold the opinion that prolonged trenching and inoculation are not sufficient of themselves to account for the change. There are other forces at work, some of them subtle, others more open. Many men were offered commissions before Christmas and cheerfully turned them down. We scarcely think that such would be the case now. Whence the change? Fully recognising the responsibility of our statements we believe that the falling off in keenness, apparent not only here but in all units of a similar character, is largely due to the fact that military authorities have failed to lay hold of a great opportunity. We profoundly wish that it were otherwise, but it is not so. Responsible men, men who have made careers for themselves in all professions and all spheres of energy, enthusiastic youths)—you see them all now, keenness departed, marching about with the same deadly, dull expression on their faces, obeying orders like clockwork machines with the spring nearly run down. Why? Because so many officers and non-commissioned officers labour under the delusion that this is an ordinary war and that the men are ordinary soldiers. We are not going to win many battles in this Olympic campaign by “forming fours” or “saluting by numbers” or “carrying swagger canes through village streets.” These are more or less the unessentials. Any intelligent person can learn to do these things in a week. To have to practice them for four months without end does not speak well for our preparedness as a nation or the resources of our military authorities, and is, of course, the very thing to kill enthusiasm and to breed ennui. We believe and hope that a better time is coming, and quite candidly we sympathise as much with our officers as with the men. We are sure that they, as well as all we humbler folk, will heave a sigh of relief when we can at last leave all this “barrack-square and ceremonial machining” behind us, and seriously tackle that portion of our program which relates to training for active service.


The other day we walked from the Law Courts by way of the Strand to Trafalgar Square and en route saluted no fewer than sixty officers. In consequence of this and other experiences of a similar character we have come to the conclusion that in war-time saluting should be abolished by Army Order, at least in London and all garrison towns. We understand—although we have not yet been able to obtain official confirmation—that all saluting has been done away with at the Front. Men passing or wishing to speak to officers merely “stiffen up.” We put it forward as a serious recommendation that in the present exceptional circumstances men should only be required to salute (a) the officers of their own regiment, and (b) Staff officers or officers above the rank of Major. That this suggestion would meet with the hearty, approval of the majority of senior officers we have ample evidence.


Some relaxations in the restrictions regarding passes for business purposes would be greatly appreciated by the Battalion generally. It is not always possible to bring business representatives down to the Camp, and many extremely hard cases have come to our notice of men who at the Hotel Cecil were informed that no difficulty would be put in their way of getting up to town for a few hours each week, and who are now often unable to secure passes for really necessary business. Of course there are many instances of men who take advantage of every opportunity for getting a pass, and this makes it all the more of a hardship when those who desire to leave the Camp on strictly business grounds are refused permission.


In Memoriam.

We regret to announce the death, on Feb. 10th, from cerebrospinal meningitis, of Private Edward A. Willett, B Coy. The deceased, who was 35 years old, was a man of powerful physique. He was a lawyer, at Bromley, in Kent, succeeding his father in a long established and honourable business. Willett, who was a Roman Catholic, was a man of character and intellect. He was a keen soldier and most popular with his hut mates, who unable to be present at his funeral, honoured his memory by the sending of a wreath.


Notes concerning members of the Sportsman's Battalion.

Cook, H. (Private).—-Concert and Music-hall artist. First appeared on the stage as one of Tom White’s Arabs. Has recently sacrificed remunerative contracts with the Moss, Stoll and Gulliver circuits. Saw active service in South Africa with Driscoll’s Scouts. Is the owner of Jacko, the Regimental monkey, and that popular copyright song “Where have you been all night.”

Darrell, Fredrick (Private).—Born in Cambridge. Began life as a mining engineer. Was a director of the Robinson, Frank Smith and Schuller Diamond Mines, and many others. Has invested in farming properties in Africa. Owned a stud in England of race horses and polo ponies, including first prize winners at the Hackney and Polo stud show. Has hunted and shot in various parts of Africa. Is well known in Johannesburg and other centres of South Africa. When in England he has taken an active part in politics. Is the author of “How to succeed in South Africa.” He has become a recognised authority on South African politics and finance.

Garland, A. R. (Private).—Rugby and Queen’s. Son of the late General Garland. Has travelled round the world several times, and been engaged in cattle-punching, orange growing in Florida, and gold mining in Alaska. Served with the C.M.R.’s in the first Boer War. Previous to joining the Sportsman’s Battalion was a theatrical manager.

Lawford, A. R. M. (Private).—Born in India. Formerly belonged to the L.A.C., when he won the 600 yards Challenge Cup, and represented the club in sprinting. His best time for the 440 yards is 50 seconds, and for the 200 yards 20 seconds. Was a member of the Queen’s Westminster Rifle Volunteers for eight years, attaining the rank of 1st Lieutenant after only a few months service.

Pearson, Hyde B. (Private).—Has lived much in the East. For 15 years captain of various Rugger and Soccer teams, also hockey and general athletics. Is an old stroke of Yokohama Rowing Club. Has played for Japan against China at cricket. Well known gentleman-jockey, won the Ladies’ Purse for three years in succession (the Eastern Derby). Well-known yachtsman. Played against Cambridge and Oxford for Surrey at Soccer. Splendid shot with sporting gun; good painter of sporting dogs. Educated at Sir Watkin Wynn’s School, Wales, and Heidelburg University, Germany.

Rhodes, M. (Private).—Came from Australia to join the Sportsman’s Battalion. An all-round sportsman, he excels in swimming and diving. Has very few rivals at yachting. At one time he owned that celebrated and unique boat—8ft. long and 8ft. wide, mast 18ft. high, boom 17ft., and bowsprit 12ft., which was recorded at the time in the Rudder.

Rogers, V. H. (Private).—Though born in England has had a varied career in America. Was trained in Civil engineering. Has acted in this capacity for the Canadian Northern Railway, Canadian Pacific Railway, and the Grand Trunk Pacific companies. Private Rogers has seen much “cowpunching” in Alberta, California, and Texas. He is a keen follower of base-ball and “soccer,” and has done much big game hunting in Canada.

Scott, R. G. (Private).—Came from Brisbane, Queensland to join us. Very good full back at Rugger. Has played for Queensland. Educated at Brisbane Grammar School. Is a solicitor by profession, and very good at causing quarrels among other people. Loves fighting.

Taylor, R. J. (Private).—Born in Lancashire. Professional cricketer and footballer. Represented Lancashire in cricket from 1892 to 1898, and in League Football for the same county. Has often bowled against Hayes, also a member of the Battalion. Once took 8 wickets for 71 runs at the Oval. For the last 11 years has been engaged by the Marquis of Graham on his estate, Easton Park.

Thornber, Geo. R. (Signaller).—Educated at Winchester. Has travelled extensively, and fought in Spanish-American War as a volunteer, finishing up as marksman. Fought also in the last Sioux Campaign. Keen on all sports. Was in the first rush to the Klondyke.

Tomkins, F. O. (Private).—Is a solicitor, and was educated at Wellington College and abroad. Is a son of General W. P. Tomkins, C.I.E. A member of the Thames Punting Club, and often seen at Maidenhead. Has won numerous prizes for punting. Very keen on Alpine Sport, skiing being the particular form he engages in. For this purpose he goes to St. Moritz every winter. He is very keen on shooting and has lately been making good practice at the Romford miniature rifle range. At one time did a lot of long distance bicycling; by that means has travelled over most of the European Continent.


We congratulate the regimental authorities on the successful opening of the Shower Baths. These satisfy one of the most urgent and necessary of the requirements of the men, and already they are appreciated and used to the full.



By J. W. R. Morgan.

Few officers in the British Army have seen more service than has Major Richey. This fact is amply illustrated by a mere cursory glance at his official record, which we are able to publish this week. Major Richey has succeeded in impressing the regiment with his strong and genial personality. One realises immediately one comes into intimate contact with him that he is more accustomed to action than to academics. He is one of those exceptional men who, urged by restless impulses, yet contrive to convert their energy into useful work.

Educated at Colchester, Winchester and Woolwich, it was originally intended that he should take up gunnery. He first saw service in the Becuanaland Expedition of 1884-5 with Methuen’s Horse, then in the 12th Royal Lancers. From this regiment he exchanged in 1889 into the Queen’s Bays, with whom he served till 1895. He was stationed in India during this period, and whilst there he won many prizes for skill at arms. In 1892 he won the cup for tent-pegging at an assault at arms at Rawal Pindi in open competition. The Major has also won many prizes for skill with sword, lance, and bayonet.

In 1896 he joined the Colonial Forces and served through the Matabele War. He also took part in the quelling of the Mashuna Rebellion in 1897 and 1898. He returned home on sick leave in August, 1899, but was soon to rejoin the colours.

On the outbreak of the Anglo-Boer War, he returned to South Africa as Lieutenant in the Duke of Edinburgh’s Own Volunteers, but later joined Kitchener’s Horse, on the formation of that corps, and was soon promoted Captain and Adjutant.

Major Richey was twice wounded, and was mentioned in despatches on three occasions for gallant conduct in the field. He was decorated with the Distinguished Service Order for conspicuous gallantry, and was recommended for the Victoria Cross for rescuing a trooper, who had fallen and lost his horse. This was at Driefontein in March, 1900. Afterwards he was in succession Chief of the Krugersdorp Division of the Transvaal Police and Staff Officer of Doran’s Column. When war ceased Major Richey took up an appointment in the Cape Colonial Office, and in January, 1904, he was appointed to the Defence and Police Department of the Cape Colonial Forces.

He has done much big game shooting both in Africa and India, and has travelled on the Zambesi, on the West Coast, in Egypt, India, and South America.

On the outbreak of the present war Major Richey journeyed 12,000 miles to join the colours, the voyage home taking 42 days, which was not without incident, for the boat narrowly escaped being sunk by a German cruiser when two hours from Rio.

The interviewer requested Major Richey to give us his opinion of the Sportsman’s Battalion, and was favoured with the following reply : —

“I find it rather hard to express my real opinion of the Battalion in general, but as I have served in at least three other regiments composed of similar men, perhaps a few remarks may not come amiss. In the first place most people seem to think it almost impossible to discipline men who, for the most part have done more or less as they pleased all their lives. On the contrary, it is comparatively easy work. The majority have been disciplined at school, they have learnt it in the larger school of life, and their finer instincts and “sporting” feeling make up for whatever else there may be lacking.

The Battalion has been much handicapped of late from various causes, but with the material we have to work upon I am convinced that there will, be few finer or more efficient bodies (if any) of fighting men of the new armies in the field once we are able to tackle our training properly.

Personally I take great pride in the Regiment, and I feel sure that when the war is over it will mean something for any of us to be able to say “Yes, I served with the 1st Sportsman’s at the front,”



     To the Editor, 1st Sportsman’s Gazette.
Dear Sir,
     I have received the first copies of the Gazette from late comrades in the Battn., and beg to congratulate all concerned on its publication.
     Perhaps you or some of your readers will kindly answer the following queries:
     Does C.O. mean Commanding Officer, or does it stand for the initials of the Chief Recruiting Officer of the Sportsman’s Battalion, or can one pay one’s money and take one’s choice?
     When the Battn. was C.B. (sometime in November I think) who were the half-dozen lamb-like individuals who could be trusted out of the fold with permanent passes; and what did those six white sheep and the remaining thousand odd goats feel about it ?
     When some of the “privates” meet some of the “tailors” and “Jacks in office” in private life, will all the fighting be over?
     Is it true that there is a “Deutsche dogge” (made in Germany) up at the Hospital, and that the password is now “Cave Canem” and no longer “Cave Cancer” as it was in November.
     Talking of dogs, can any of you let me know where I can get the old strain of black Pointers? I have been so long abroad that I have lost track of them. In return for this information (or without it) I shall be glad to tell any “Sportsman” where, after this infernal war is over, he can live cheaply, in a glorious climate, with grand scenery, good sport and good fellowship, and get 7% or 8% interest on safe investments; and where I should now be shooting and fishing if it were not for the same reason that has brought so many of us back to the “old country,” God bless her!
     Salaams, and good luck to you all,
          T. P. MALLORIE, at “Brookroyd,” Ilkley, Yorks.
     I hope to send you a sporting article for your columns shortly.


To the Editor.
     The dance given by the Sergeants last Friday night was a huge success. Everything was splendidly arranged: Decorations charming, catering excellent, refreshments very very good indeed, and decent music. Officers, non-coms, and men spent a delightful evening. Our Regimental Sergeant- Major deserved—and received—the heartiest compliments from all who attended, for the efficient way the whole affair was conducted. There were far more privates present than non-coms, and officers. Being one of the former, I suggested to our R.S.-M. that it was up to us Privates to “retaliate” by giving a ”return match” in the shape of a Privates’ Ball. Regimental Sergeant-Major Merrick told me that if I moved in the matter he would be most happy to back us up, and organise the thing for us. The question is: Will the privates who enjoy a dance, and those who like to look on, or are in favour of one, reciprocate? I suggest that a private from each Hut meet, form a committee, and set the “ball” rolling. With the aid of our R.S.-M. we know beforehand what the result will be. I for one will be glad to lend a hand to bring this about, and would like to hear from others who will join me with that object. A larger hall would be required of course—but a committee could decide that and all other matters. A PRIVATE, Hut. 19.

The Wedding at St. Luke’s, Chelsea, of William Colin Macleod (1st Sportsman’s Battalion, Royal Fusiliers), the only Son of Capt. Macleod, of Orbost Skye, to Miss Georgina Elizabeth Catherine Fitzroy, Grand-daughter of Cluny MacPherson. Our Photo shows the newly married couple and the Guard of Honour.—Wednesday, February 3rd, 1915.


The success of the above Entertainments at the Drill Hall was due to the energy and ability of the Misses Taylor. Of the three sketches performed by these talented ladies and their friends, “The Bishop’s Candlesticks” proved to be the most popular with the audience. Mr. Beckingham Challis was excellent in the part of the kindly Bishop. In fact we can imagine no better* interpretation of the character. Mr. Harold Morse was sufficiently gruesome as the Convict, and Miss Taylor made a dignified and picturesque Persome. Minor part were filled satisfactorily by Miss Phyllis Taylor and Pte. de B. Thomas. The actors were quite letter perfect and the whole piece went without a hitch.

“The Biter Bit” was an amusing sketch, but hardly worthy of the talents of the Misses Taylor and Mr. Beckingham Challis.

Miss Stephanie Bell and Miss Moyra Nugent gave a very clever song and dance, which was encored by the audience, in response to which Miss Stephanie Bell recited a warlike episode.

On Wednesday night Miss Gorse sang several popular songs, which were much appreciated by the audience. The performance concluded with the sketch “Three Common People,” in which Mr. Harold Morse was very good as a pavement artist^ and Miss Honora Taylor and Miss Taylor played the parts of Poppy Dyke and Sarah Moon in a very charming manner.

The amount realised by the two nights’ performances, including sale of programmes, was £29 7s. 8d. and after paying all expenses the useful sum of £16 4s. 6d. was handed over to Col. Gibbons for the Battalion Benevolent Fund.

The sum handed in by the programme sellers was beyond all expectations, and it is a moot point whether this result is due to the energies of Private Curie or to the beauty of his staff.

Finally, mention must be made of Bandmaster Thompson and his comrades, who so successfully and ably opened the programme on each evening.


As the above institution is for the benefit of the men, may we respectfully urge the purchase two or three times a week of a sack of coal. A well-warmed place attracts customers n'est ce pas. We have many travellers from Arctic regions in our ranks, and one of them told us the other evening that his experiences in the Supper Room vividly recalled his sojourn in the regions of eternal ice and snow.


Sergeant Smeaton, our well-known Sergeant of Police, holds a record of military service which would be extremely hard to beat. He was formerly a Seaforth Highlander, and his war service reads: Afghan, 1878-79-80; actions of Piewall Kotll and Charasia; pursuit of the enemy; expedition to Maid- an; operations against the enemy, including assault and capture of Tahkt-i-shah; assault of the Asmai Heights, and action of December 23rd; action of Childukhtian; march from Kabul to Kandahar in August, and the battle of Kandahar. For his services he received the Afghan modal, with four clasps, and Smeaton was, with 5.0 other “Kandahar men,” specially decorated by the Corporation of the City of Edinburgh on the occasion of the granting of the Freedom of the City to Lord Roberts

This is not all. The gallant Sergeant has four sons: all serving in the Army. Jack, the eldest, who went through the South African War, is now a sergeant in the Royal Scots. Fred is with the Newfoundland contingent, and Gordon is with the R.F.A. The youngest son, H. W. Smeaton, is a member of this 1st Sportsman’s Battalion, and is one of the youngest soldiers in Kitchener’s Army, while the Sergeant himself is one of the oldest. In addition to their four sons serving with the Forces, Sergeant and Mrs. Smeaton have a son-in-law and seven nephews serving with the colours. Sergeant Smeaton has been attached to the Army for the last 40 years and hopes to be good for another 10 at the least. He and an old regimental friend were the only Kandahar veterans present at Lord Roberts funeral last November.


It will be interesting to those who are thinking of visiting the National Sporting Club on 22nd February to learn that Pte. Jerry Delaney has been in correspondence with A. F. Bettinson, Esq., the genial Manager, who is arranging to admit all members of the Sportsman’s Battalion at half-price to all seats. Those desirous of witnessing this contest should send their names to Pte. Jagger, Hut 13, within three days of the above date, when they will be given well-selected seats, and friends will be able to sit together.

The following cutting from “Lloyd’s Weekly” of 7th February is interesting reading: —

In the Sportsman’s Battalion is Jerry Delaney, who has done enough to justify his closest admirer in looking upon him as the natural successor to Fred Welsh, as the holder of the Lonsdale light-weight belt. In London he was seen at his best when he met Harry Stone, of America, at the National Sporting Club. All the monkey tricks of which Stone is capable were useless as far as putting Delaney out of his stride was concerned.

The “Kangaroo hop,” which Stone thought capable of putting almost anyone off his punch, was “used” by Delaney, who watched for it, and while Stone was in no sort of position for punching, would send in a good solid thump to face or stomach. As Stone had not heard of Delaney he imagined that the contest was an easy one. When the bout was over and Delaney had won almost every round, Fred Welsh said to the writer: “That Delaney is a fine boxer”; and coming from such a source, the praise is worth while remembering.


In our next issue we shall include an account of one of the most interesting personalities in the 2nd Sportsman’s Battalion—Regimental Sergeant-Major E. M. S. Morris.



A Special Variety Concert was held by this Battalion at the Grand Hall, Hotel Cecil, on Friday evening, February 5th. About fifty well-known artistes had most kindly promised to appear, and practically all of them were present. Great credit is due to Sergt. Wilfrid Essex (Queen’s Hall) for his great skill in putting the majority on to the platform. The concert was organised by Mrs. E. Cunliffe Owen, assisted by Corpl. Gaetano Musitano, the tenor of the Battalion, on whom the bulk of the business management fell. The Press work was managed by Pte. G. H. Williams, late of the Press Bureau.

Two Sportsman’s favourites, Claire Romaine, from the London Opera House, and Billy Dee again obliged. The latter greatly pleased a body of Life Guards N.C.Os. who were present, with his song “We do see some life in the Life Guards.” The two appropriate recitations given by Arthur Bourchier Avere much appreciated. Neil Kenyon ably assisted by Lance-Corpl. E. O. Freshwater gave us a description of the Golf Caddy’s life. Jokes left his lips like water running down a gutter spout. Marie Dainton imitated some of our best ragtime singers in great style and George Bolton sent the audience into ecstasies with his humour at the piano. Then Harry Hall in the role of a vicar tried to get them into a serious mood but without avail. Miss Peggy Swaebe borrowed someone’s great-coat and cap to sing “Tommy Boy.” Mons. Rodion Mendelevitch, the famous Russian violinist succeeded in quietening the house during his finished performance and received a great ovation at the close. Little Thomas, late of the Mohawk Minstrels, also obtained great applause. Thomas, who is seventy-six years old, sang before Queen Victoria over fifty years ago, and despite the fact that his agility is not quite the same he is still able to get things off his chest. Thomas has two sons and three grandsons serving in the Army, and this fact was well recognised. Sergeant Essex brought a very pleasant and enjoyable evening to a close by singing “God Save the King,” in which the whole audience joined with fervour. Two very regrettable absentees were Colonel A. De B. V. Paget, who for family reasons could not attend, and Harry Tate, the celebrated comedian, who sent a telegram apologising for his non-appearance and wishing the 2nd Sportsman’s the best of luck.

KEY TO B COMPANY’S ASSOCIATION TEAM. (Winners of the Lord Maitland Cup).

Standing (Left to Right)—Winchcombe, Hitch, Capt. Inglis, Sandham, Atkinson, Whitlock. Sitting (Left to Right)—Skewes, Hendren J., Rawlings, Hendren P., Sawden, Stillwell.



The return match was played on Saturday, February 6th, on the Battalion Parade Ground, which was unfortunately in a very bad condition owing to the rain on Friday night. The advantage of the mud and water certainly rested with the Ilford team who were, taken all round, much lighter and could therefore move much more quickly on the heavy ground.

Ilford kicked off down the incline and within five minutes opened the scoring from a simple shot sent in by the inside-left. The game became fast and exciting and before half-time both teams scored again, Bates doing the needful with a fast shot which gave the Ilford goal-keeper no chance. The teams crossed over, Ilford leading by two goals to one.

After crossing over the Battalion was expected to make a better show down the hill, but Ilford were determined to keep their advantage and played with excellent combination, and considering that the ground was going worse, the speed by which the ball was transferred from one end to the other was very surprising to the large number of spectators present. Ilford again scored, one shot stopped by Kirton in goal hitting him with great force in the stomach and knocking him out.

After a game quite worth watching the Sports team were beaten by three goals to one.

The Ilford team were much interested in the Camp and were gratified at the excellent reception given them by the spectators.

On Saturday the Battalion play Hampstead Town at Hampstead.

On Sunday No. 1 Company have arranged a match with the Border Regiment at the Hornchurch Camp, at 3.30 p.m.

By kind permission of the O.C. (Viscount Maitland) the Battalion Team will visit Chatham on Wednesday, February 17th, to play the (Queen’s Own) 3rd Battalion Royal West Kents. The proceeds of the match will go to the Funds now being raised to provide comforts for the 1st Battalion, Queen’s Own, to be sent to them in the lighting' line.

The match will be played at Gillingham Ground and is expected to draw a good gate.



There had been an enormous quantity of rain overnight at Whyteleaf, and though Saturday morning was full of promise, rain was falling fast when the battalions started play shortly after half-past two, and the ball was greasy and almost impossible to hold. The visitors were unlucky to lose by the only try scored in the match, but the 17th deserved their victory, if only for pulling the game out of the fire by two brilliant rushes just when their chances appeared hopeless. The home side kicked off and at once attacked, but a fine forward rush of the “Sports,'” headed by Clemetson, transferred play to the half-way, where Ley intercepted and ran right down, Farr saving on his own goal-line. Davis make a good mark for the 17th, and Joelson was very conspicuous, but another forward rush put them on the defensive, and later Farr brought off a beautiful kick. Hamilton and Brodie did good work out of touch, and Spurway led a rush and only just failed to score. The home side came again and Williams saved finely, and then Cook was nearly in. Once Gilmour looked certain to score, but the whistle went, and directly afterwards the home side touched down. Then a long experimental kick found touch, the ball travelling half-way across the ground. Before half-time Henri made a fine opening for Williams, but the Bedford man slipped on the greasy ground, and at half-time there was no score. The second half was equally well contested. The rain had stopped, but the ground was a sea of mud. From a kick across by Davis Pearce gathered cleverly, and then Clemetson saved finely, Henri received from touch and took the attack to the other end, Gordon being very conspicuous in the loose. Cook made a good mark but the drop at goal failed, and Wadham gathered and found touch beyond the five and twenty. Henri broke away, but Salveson was forced into touch, and Joelson came away, the 17th only just failing to score. Hereabouts Cook changed his habilaments. Williams had a great chance, but for once failed to gather, and a free kick was well gathered by Ley, another “free” also coming to nothing. The Sportsman’s were now having much the better of the game, and first Wadham and then Williams made big efforts, but the defence prevailed and Farr was called upon. The visiting forwards were playing splendidly, but Joelson proved a stumbling block, and Gordon and Brodie led a great rush, which Wadham saved. The home side again touched down, but then, after Salveson had been conspicuous, a series of brilliant rushes carried the ball to the “Sports’ ’’ end, where Weller scored wide out, and Stanley Cook missed the goal by a foot or two—a fine kick. A great game, in which the last named was always conspicuous, Wadham doing fine work for the visitors. Joelson, for the winners, was very good, and Henri, as usual, for the “Sports.” The forwards, too, were very evenly matched, and Capt. Ward Brown was an efficient referee. Teams: 17th R.F.: Lance-Corpl. Parry; Ptes Fowler, Cook, Lance-Corpls Davis and Wray; Ptes Ley and Joelson; Capt. Gordon, Lieut. Hamilton, Sergt. Brodie, Lance-Corpls. Clarke and Weller, Ptes. Parke, Burtt and Ross.

1st Sportsman’s Battalion: Pte. J. P. Farr: Ptes. L. Williams, H. F. Wadham (capt.), R. Pearce, and G. II. Salvesen; Lieut. H. E. Taylor and Pte. P. R. Henri; Capt. A. B. do Bourbel, Ptes. W. J. Stretton, G. V. Spurway, D. L. Clemetson, S. Thompson, J. M. Gilmour, H. I. Lyster, and G . T. Franey.

Referee: Capt. Ward Brown, 16th Middlesex.

On Saturday next, the 13th inst, the Battalion play the Honourable Artillery Company at Walton- on-Thames, when the only change in the team which lost to the 17th Battalion Royal Fusiliers, will be A. Whitlock in the place of R. Lyster.


The Superintendent and Matron (Mr. and Mrs. Steed) and Officers of the Children’s Cottage Homes, Hornchurch, are organising a Whist Drive to take place on Friday, February 26th. In previous years the proceeds have been devoted to a fund for providing a holiday for the children, but this year all profits are to be presented to the Romford Victoria Cottage Hospital which Institution is in need of funds. Tickets 2/- single and 3/6 double, may be obtained from Pte. Walker, Hut 4.

We can heartily recommend this Institution to the notice of our readers.


We regret that pressure of space prevents us from printing a full account of this highly successful function with which one of our correspondents deals briefly in another column. We must not omit, however, to heartily congratulate our popular R.S.M. Merrick on the complete success of all his arrangements, and we trust that this Ball will be a precedent for many others of a like nature.


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