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Title: On Land And Sea At The Dardanelles

Author: Thomas Charles Bridges

Release Date: March 8, 2004 [EBook #11513]

Language: English

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[Illustration: Our splendid Indian troops stood ready at Alexandria to
embark for the Dardanelles.]

ON LAND AND SEA

AT THE

DARDANELLES

T.C. BRIDGES

[Illustration]

CONTENTS

CHAP.

I. THE OPEN PORT

II. THE LAST OF THE 'CARDIGAN CASTLE'

III. THE LANDING

IV. A RUSE OF WAR

V. PROMOTION

VI. GUNS!

VII. 'LIZZIE' LETS LOOSE

VIII. THE HUNTERS HUNTED

IX. THE BATTLE BY ROCKS

X. PRISONERS

XI. THE FIRING PARTY

XII. ABOVE THE NARROWS

XIII. THE SWEEPERS

XIV. G 2

XV. KEN MEETS AN OLD FRIEND

XVI. TACKLING THE TROOPER

XVII. THE BOARDING PARTY

XVIII. RUNNING THE GAUNTLET

XIX. IN THE NICK OF TIME

LIST OF PHOTOGRAPHS

INDIAN TROOPS AT ALEXANDRIA

A FRIENDLY SALUTE

LANDING PARTY AT SARI BAIR

LANDING ON THE BEACH

AN ADVANCE INLAND

No. 1 FORT AT CAPE HELLES

ASLEEP ON A BED OF LIVE SHELLS

BARBED WIRE FOR BOMBS

THE TRIUMPHANT SUBMARINE

BRINGING IN A TURKISH SNIPER

TURKISH ARTILLERY REINFORCEMENTS

SEA-BATHING

ALLIED HEROES IN PLAY-TIME

At the Dardanelles

CHAPTER I

THE OPEN PORT

'Fun!' said Ken Carrington, as he leaned over the rail of the transport,
'Cardigan Castle,' and watched the phosphorescent waters of the Aegean
foaming white through the darkness against her tall side. 'Fun!' he
repeated rather grimly. 'You won't think it so funny when you find
yourself crawling up a cliff with quick-firers barking at you from behind
every rock, and a strand of barbed wire to cut each five yards, to say
nothing of snipers socking lead at you the whole time. No, Dave, I'll lay,
whatever you think, you won't consider it funny.'

Dave Burney, the tall young Austr