several machine-guns. The first man to enter the fort was a
Dublin Fusilier, Private T. Cullen, who got the Distinguished Conduct
Medal for conspicuous gallantry.

The landing at "Beach V," Gallipoli, is one of the most terrible and
heroic episodes to be found in the annals of the British Army. The
Turks and the Germans were amazed at its audacity and mad
recklessness. By all the rules of war it was doomed to disastrous
failure. Von der Goltz, the German General, who designed the defences,
boasted that the landing was impossible. It succeeded because of the
unconquerable bravery, determination, and self-sacrifice of the
troops. Yet the part taken by the Irish regiments is meanly ignored
altogether by Admiral de Robeck, and but scantily recorded by Sir Ian
Hamilton. Ten lines to the Dublins; less than twenty to the Munsters!
How inadequate and bald the account of the General appears in the
light of the full immortal story! But tributes to the magnificent
bravery of the Irish have been paid by others. Major-General
Hunter-Weston, commanding the 29th Division, made a stirring speech to
the 1st Dublin Fusiliers on their relief from the firing line after
fifteen days of continuous fighting. "Well done, Blue Caps!" he cried.
The Dublins are known as "Blue Caps." During the Indian Mutiny a
despatch of Nana Sahib was intercepted in which he referred to those
"blue-capped English soldiers that fought like devils." These were the
predecessors of the Dublins.

"Well done, Blue Caps!" said General Hunter-Weston, "I now take the
first opportunity of thanking you for the good work you have done. You
have achieved the impossible. You have done a thing which will live in
history. When I first visited this place with other people of
importance, we all thought a landing would never be made, but you did
it, and therefore the impossibilities were overcome--and it was done
by men of real and true British fighting blood. You captured the fort
and village on the right that were simply swarmed with Turks with
machine-guns, also the hill on the left, where the pom-poms were. Also
the amphitheatre in front, which was dug line for line with trenches,
and from where there came a terrific rifle and machine-gun fire. You
are indeed deserving of the highest praise. I am proud to be in
command of such a distinguished regiment, and I only hope, when you
return to the firing line after this rest (which you have well
earned), that you will make even a