Saturday, 23 November 2013

WW1 AN ECHO FROM THE FRONT, poetry and two Plucky Parsons in the battle-field. 1915.



                                                                                                  Image from "The Bathurts Times" 


Molong Express and Western District Advertiser NSW
13 Nov 1915


AN ECHO FROM THE FRONT

The appended poem was written by the late Corporal (Rev.) R. R. Pittendrigh, formerly of Garra, while at the front, and was received by Mrs. Pittendrigh, from her late husband, after the cable which announced his death. 

It has been a great comfort to her, and it is herewith published in the hope that it may comfort others. 

It will be noticed how beautifully the writer applies the accompanying texts to each verse.

The poem is based on the 7th verse of Psalm 112-" He shall not be afraid of evil tidings. His heart is fixed, trusting in the Lord";-and each verse has a scriptural reference, as follows:-Verse 1: Matt. XV, 26-28; verse 2.: John XIII,16-2, and Corin. IV, 17; verse 3 :Ps. XCI, 7; verse 4: Ps. 'IVI, 3,and Lam. Ill, 56-58; verse 5: 1 John IV, 39, and 1 Thess. IV, 13; verse 6 : Ps.XXI, 4, and J ohn VI, 39.

"Not afraid of evil tidings," help us
Lord in Thee to trust,
Fixed on Thy unfailing promise,
Though suspense our faith may test.
Shrinking not from any lesson,
Thou, in tender love may'st teach,
Sure, Thou knowest how to answer
prayers for those beyond our reach.

" Not afraid," because Thou lovest all
our dear ones more than we,
And the "end from the beginning"
In their life plan, Thou can'st see.
Troubles, which we would have spared
them, may be blessings in disguise
: Working out a glorious future, though
now hidden from our eyes.

“Not afraid" though war or tempest,
pestilence or fever's breath,
Threaten those united to us by a love as
strong as death ;
Covered in the day of battle, shielded:
from all evil things.
Are the souls whom Thou has sheltered
'neath the shadow of Thy wings.

“Not afraid," yet Lord, Thou, knowest,
love is strong, and faith is weak,
And our hearts too often tremble with a
dread we dare no speak ;
Only to Thyself we breathe it, knowing
Thou dost comprehend
All the fears and sad forebodings that with
faith and hope contend.

“Then, in hearkening to Thy answer,
words of comfort, peace, and rest,
Fill our hearts with sweet assurance
"God is Love, His will is best."
Should the heaviest tidings reach us, can
They ……..  “evil” be ...
If our loved ones are safe anchored,
tossed no more on life’s ……..

Shall we doubt that Thou hast given life
beyond the life we craved?
That our prayers are fully answered,
Thou eternally hast saved?
Help us trust, then, O our Father, what
soever tidings come,
That re-union will be granted, here, or in
our Heavenly Home.

                                ***

HOW HE WAS WOUNDED.
       
Two Plucky Parsons.

Writing in the "Herald," "Trooper Bluegum" describes the gallant deed which, resulted in Corporal Pittendrigh receiving the wound which caused his death.

After a brilliant charge, when the enemy were pressed back with the bayonet, a wounded Australian was discerned lying exposed some distance behind the advanced position.

It was then (says “Trooper Bluegum") that two fighting parsons came along a communication trench.

From a slight hollow they saw the wounded man, in evident agony, raise his hand, and try to move.

Chaplain Captain Gillison and Corpl. Pittendrigh decided to try to effect a rescue, though they knew a machine gun was trained on the trench, and had been warned to beware of snipers.

Mounting the parapet, they crawled along some distance towards the wounded man.

A couple of bullets zipped by, but they pushed on.

More bullets flew, and both the rescuers were wounded.

They then tried to regain the shelter of the trench, and Gillison was wounded again, but his companion managed to scramble in and had his wound attended to, but he subsequently died of haemorrhage.

Capt. Gillison was rescued from the open and taken to a field hospital, where he died, and at night, wrapped in a Union Jack, he was buried. "As with the hero of Corunna," adds the writer, "we carved not a line, we raised not a stone, but left him alone in his glory."
  

Here is a link to the article in-case any one wants to work out the missing words from the poem, I can not. 


The Bathurst Times NSW
4 Dec 1915

CORPORAL PITTENDRIGH.

Corporal R. H, Pittendrigh, who is reported to have died of wounds, was the son of Mr. J. R. Pittendrigh, of Garra. 

He was the first Methodist minister to enlist as a private in this State, and was a man of very fine qualities. For three years he was an evangelist in the Central Methodist Mission, and from the training institute of that mission entered the Methodist ministry 4½ years ago. 

When he en-listed Corporal Pittendrigh was second minister at Lithgow, and had served terms in Wilcannia and Gloucester. Just prior to leaving for the front he was ordained to the full work of the ministry, and married Miss Florence Ensor, who was well known as "Sister Florence" in the Central Mission.

Corporal Pittendrigh was one of the stretcher-bearers, and completely won the affection of his comrades. 

His strong personality marked him as a leader among men and his death is greatly to be lamented. 

In a letter which appeared in one of the Brisbane newspapers, Sergeant E.J. Kelleher, of the 13th Battalion, writes from the front:—

"All the parsons are heroes. Corporal Pittendrigh, who eventually joined the band, and became a stretcher-bearer, will get the D.C.M. He is a Wesleyan parson, and he went out into the hell which exists between the trenches only 100 yards apart, and amid an inferno of shrapnel and bullets brought in nine wounded men." 

Anyone who knew the deceased soldier intimately would have expected this of him.

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