GTG on the North West Frontier 1915

GTG was commissioned into the 2/6 Gurkha Rifles in March 1915 based at Abbotabad on the North West Frontier of India (now Pakistan)

Map of NW Frontier – click to enlarge

GTG and men of 2/6GR in a ‘sangar’ – a small temporary fortified position made up of stone, typical of the NW Frontier (nowadays built of sandbags and still used in Afganistan)

In 1915, the 2/6th Gurkhas (2/6 GR) were part of the 3rd Infantry Brigade, in the 1st (Peshawar) Division, defending the border of North West Frontier from attack by various tribesmen including the Mohmands, the Bunerwals and the Swatis. In August 1915 2/6 GR were sent to Rustam as part of a force to repulse the Buner tribesmen.

Capt. R.P.St.V. Bernard, M.C.

The background and various engagements on the North West Frontier during 1915 are excellently described by F.A. MacKenzie in his chapter entitled ‘The Defence of India’ from ‘The Great War’, edited by H.W. Wilson & J.A. Hammerton, volume 7, chapter 128 :

In the north-west trouble first came to a head in the Tochi Valley, in the strip of mountain land between British India and Afghanistan. It became evident towards the end of 1914 that great attempts were being made to stir up the frontier tribes, and to enlist them in a Jehad against the British.

For some months after this there was peace along this part of the frontier—an armed peace however, where the tribesmen were restrained by the sound common-sense of our civil authorities, and where a force of troops waited behind, ready to deal with trouble immediately it came to a head.

At the end of 1914 reports were received from different quarters of serious trouble brewing in the Mohmand country. The Mohmands are a powerful Pathan tribe, living partly in Afghanistan and partly in the districts around Peshawar. They are turbulent, fanatical, and quarrelsome; ready subjects for fiery Mullahs to stir up to revolt. Long before the outbreak of the war they had been in repeated conflicts with the British. Between 1872 and 1908 there had been several expeditions against them. In January, 1915, there came a raid in the neighbourhood of Shabkadar, a fortified post eighteen miles north of Peshawar, but it was easily driven off. In April it was reported that the Mohmands were collecting with a view to raiding Shabkadar. It was evident that a serious blow was now being planned, and the British forces in the district were greatly strengthened. The Khyber Movable Column was brought up and other troops held in readiness. On April 18th the tribesmen attempted to advance, but were met by our troops and driven back to the hills, where the British did not attempt to follow them.

After this repulse the trouble died down for a time, and some of the troops were temporarily withdrawn. But it was soon abundantly evident that the Mullahs did not mean to allow things to rest. All possible religious pressure was being brought on these Mohammedan tribes to make them fight again. There were large tribal gatherings in which fanatical preachers played on the feelings of the assembled hill- men and roused them to fury, painting in glowing colours the possibility of success, and promising Paradise to those who fell in the battle between the Crescent and the Cross. The Ramadan fast, in July, brought a temporary respite, but throughout the whole summer the British Movable Columns were kept constantly on the alert, and the troops had always to be ready to resist an advance. In August, Haji Sahib of Turangzai, a notorious anti-British Mullah, gathered several thousand men around him in the Ambela Pass, and prepared to invade British territory. The men he had assembled around him were not to be despised. The majority of them were Pathan hillmen, trained in fighting from boyhood. Scattered among them were a group of Hindu fanatics. Then there were fakirs of many kinds, reputed miracle workers, men of extraordinary austerity—fierce, lean, keen religionists, who showed the marks on their own bodies of the tortures they had delighted to inflict on themselves to prove the sincerity of their faith. Every factor that in previous generations had made the Mohammedans so tremendous a force in warfare in semi-civilised lands was embodied here. Each man was taught that Heaven itself would help him in the fight, that angels would come to strengthen his arm, and that Paradise was his.

On August 17th a hostile gathering of 3,000 or 4,000 tribesmen came down from the Ambela Pass towards Rustam. It was reported that another force was coming to support them. British troops at once pushed up to attack the Ambela Pass party before it was reinforced,’ and drove it back with great loss. The 91st Battery Royal Field Artillery came up during the course of the action after a forced march, its shells doing great execution. A brigade was now concentrated at this point, and wherever the tribesmen appeared it attacked them. In the latter part of August there were three fights between our troops and the tribesmen, and on each occasion the enemy was driven back into the hills, and the villages which had sheltered him were destroyed.

A still more formidable gathering of hillmen under a fakir, known as the Sandaki Mullah, advanced down the left bank of the Swat River to invade the Lower Swat. This force was reported to be between 17,000 and 20,000 strong. The Malakand Movable Column took up a position on the left bank of the river on a ridge known as the Landakai Ridge, which gave them a great advantage of position in meeting the hostile advance. The tribesmen attacked our outposts in strong force on the evening of August 28th and 29th, but were driven off. Next day the Malakand Column moved out, destroyed a fort, and shelled several villages held by the enemy. The tribesmen scattered, and for the time their offensive was broken The fanatics were at work on the Mohmand border, and the reports from here were so threatening that two brigades and a mobile column were ordered up to Shabkadar with a mounted column and divisional artillery, while a mobile column was formed at Mardan and subsequently moved to Abazai. Other troops were held in readiness to proceed to the Mohmand front if necessary.

There had been various large tribal gatherings in the Mohmand country, and early in September considerable numbers of the men moved down to the foot-hills and prepared sangars in the vicinity of Hafiz Kor. The movements of these tribesmen were carefully watched, but for the moment they were left alone, our aim being to permit them to come down from the mountains on to the plains where our troops could deal with them. The enemy grew in numbers until by the evening of September 4th they totalled fully 10,000. Then Major-General F. Campbell, commanding the British troops, determined to attack. The battle that followed was the biggest that had taken place on the North-West Frontier since 1897. Some of the British and Indian troops that took part in the engagement had reached their positions after record journeys. A British and Indian force covered a thirty-four mile march to Abazai, where the revolting tribes were reported in strong force, in ten marching hours, travelling at night and going over roads described by one officer who took part in the fight as “the most appalling I have ever seen.” The dust was two feet deep. “You can imagine what this was like with cavalry on ahead of us and all our transport. I shall never forget the march as long as I live, nor will the others, and added to the dust was the frightful stifling heat. Not a man fell out, which is an extraordinary performance, especially as the last nine miles from Zearn to Abazai were done in the hottest part of the day— 12 to 3 p.m.—arriving at Abazai, the hottest and most mosquito and sandfly-ridden place on the frontier. The weary soldiers were bitten all night.”

Those troops were then ordered on to Matta, a levy post on the Shabkadar-Abazai road, where our outposts had already been heavily engaged and had been driven in, Mohmands estimated at 3,000 strong having practically surrounded them.

The troops who were engaged in this fighting with the Mohmands and their neighbours included many notable corps — the famous 21st (Empress of India’s) Lancers, Skinner’s Horse, Lumsden’s Guides, Watson’s Horse, the 14th Lancers, the Liverpool Regiment, the Royal Sussex Regiment, the North Staffordshires, and the Durham Light Infantry, besides Punjabis, Rajputs, Gurkhas, the Guides, the Sikhs, and the Dogras. Nor must we forget the Royal Artillery, who did very notable work.

On the morning of September 5th the tribesmen, who had come down from the hills by the Kuhn Pass, advanced right in the open nearly down to the Shabkadar village. As they approached, the British howitzers and field-guns opened on them, but the tribesmen kept on, threatening our left. Thereupon two squadrons of the 21st Lancers, one squadron of the 14th Lancers, and one squadron of a mounted battery of the Royal Horse Artillery moved out to meet them. Our troops moved out around Shabkadar village and occupied some foot-hills to the north. The Mohmands, ignoring the Indian Cavalry, concentrated their fire upon the British Lancers. The gallant 21st were eager to distinguish themselves, for it was then within two days of the anniversary of their great charge at Omdurman in 1898. The Mohmands were entrenched in their sangars and in the nullahs (deep, dry ditches) along the foot of the hills. The 21st Lancers charged full against a large force, went through them, and turned straight again into a dense mass of Mohmands.

At one point they were charging over what they thought to be level ground when a blind nullah intervened. To quote the description of one soldier of the Royal Sussex Regiment: “The 21st Lancers charged what they thought to be a small belt, but came suddenly on a big ditch, and a lot of horses and men fell in. Then two I out of the grass on the other side about 3,000 Mohmands came. The only thing they could do was to charge. They went right through them, turned round, and charged back again. One chap, about nineteen years old, just out from England, killed five with his lance, leaving it sticking in the fifth one, and two more with his sword.” The British cavalry came out splendidly. Emerging from the bed of the Minchi-Abazai Canal they came under very heavy fire at close range. They charged the enemy a third time, and in this charge, which really decided the battle, they suffered heavily. Many stories of the fighting were afterwards told by the survivors. Lieut.-Colonel Scriven led his squadron in the charge, and did great execution with his sword until his horse was shot and fell upon him. Two of his lance-corporals assisted him to his feet. Shortly afterwards he was shot through the heart and fell, shouting, “Go on, lads. I’m done.” Two men guarded his body until they were rescued. Captain Anderson who had been severely wounded, fought desperately with his revolver until he was shot dead. Lieut. Thompson was so severely wounded that he died in the evening. Of five officers who rode in the charge three were killed and one wounded, the adjutant alone coming out unhurt. He, however, had his horse shot from under him, and was only fifty yards from the enemy when he was rescued by a shoeing-smith. One sergeant was unhorsed, and after killing two natives, grappled with a third huge native on the ground. Each man had his hand at the other’s throat, when another sergeant came up and shot the native. At the same moment he himself was shot and severely wounded.

All the troops engaged did well. The Sussex and the Staffordshires were engaged in fierce hand-to-hand fighting with the enemy. But it was undoubtedly the charges of the Lancers that saved the day. Their tremendous courage and irresistible elan cowed for the moment even the fanaticism of the Mohammedan tribesmen. After some hours of fighting the Mohmands broke and the cavalry pursued them to the hills.

Although the Mohmands and their neighbours were thus repulsed, they were still not wholly broken. The Mullahs made fresh efforts to stir them up, and early in October some 9,000 men again gathered in the neighbourhood of Hafiz Kor.

The British forces under Major-General Campbell, which had been strengthened by the addition of another brigade, took the offensive against them. The enemy fought well and offered strong opposition, but in the end was defeated. This occasion was especially notable because armoured cars were used for the first time in actual fighting in India, and proved of great value. They were exceedingly successful both in reconnaissance work and in covering some of the movements of our cavalry. This fight practically brought the unrest among the Mohmands to an end.

In October there was an outbreak in Swat, when 3,000 Bajauris advanced towards Chakdara to stir up the troops of Dir and Swat to attack the fort there. Lieut.-Colonel C. C. Luard, of the Durham Light Infantry, who was then temporarily in command of the Malakand Movable Column, decided to attack the enemy. He did so with the utmost vigour. He drove them back, pursued them, captured a standard, and gave them a lesson which evidently went right to their hearts, for months afterwards it was officially reported that there had been no further gathering of the tribes on that border.

There were some more minor troubles along the frontier, but little, if any, more than would have happened at ordinary times. In Baluchistan one chief looted the treasury of the Khan of Kalat, and it was feared that the trouble might spread, but a column visited the district, and things rapidly settled down. There was an attempt to raise a Jehad among the Black Mountain tribes in the summer of 1915, but it came to nothing. Peace was maintained on the British side of the border of the Shan States, but the French experienced some trouble on their side. Their post at Samenna was attacked and looted by a strong band of Chinese. Troops were hurried to the scene. The marauders were intercepted, and two hundred killed in action. Another band of considerable strength had also to be broken up. But these disturbances were really due not so much to the European War as to the fact that a large number of disbanded Chinese soldiers, with no money and no means of returning to their homes, had become brigands and were ready for any trouble.

It is difficult to convey to readers unacquainted with life in Northern India any idea of the great hardships gladly endured by the British troops in the frontier campaigns during the war. Young British soldiers found themselves exposed to great variations of climate, to tremendous heat, to nights of bitter cold, to shortage of supplies, and to physical efforts of the most exhausting type. Thrown into mountain country, pitted against tribesmen of magnificent physique, who were fighting on their own territory and accustomed to mountain war, with little public appreciation and with the knowledge that their own countrymen knew little of what they did, they fought their lonely fight with a magnificent endurance that was the admiration of all who knew of them. Some idea of the physical trials of our troops was obtained by the British public by the report of one ghastly journey of troops moving from Karachi to Peshawar in June, 1916. They had to travel through one of the hottest regions in India, where the shade temperature is constantly above 120 degrees. A large number of the men collapsed, and nineteen deaths were officially reported. In this case the great strain on the men was accentuated by amazing official neglect, a neglect for which three high officers Were subsequently dismissed from their posts. Such neglect was exceptional, but severities of heat and biting cold almost undreamed of in England were, time and again, the inevitable lot of the soldiers who so bravely kept the peace for Britain on the Indian Frontier.”

The actions at Rustam are recorded in more detail in the official report by Major-General F Campbell. I have illustrated the following extract with a sketch map from an earlier official report and GTG’s own photos of the action at Rustam:
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“Report  from Major General F. Campbell, C.B., D.S.O., General Officer Commanding, 1st (Peshawar) Division on the  Operations on the Swat, Buner and Mohmand Borders, 19th June – 25th October, 1915.

General Staff India - Case no. 13035 - 1915  [National Archives: WO 100/732]

 

Dated Peshawar, the 26th October 1915.
From – Major General F. Campbell, C.B., D.S.O., Commanding 1st (Peshawar) Division,
To – The Chief of the General Staff, Army Headquarters, Delhi.

 

                I have the honour to submit the following report on the operations of the Swat, Buner and Mohmand Borders between the 19th June to the 27th October 1915 :-

I – Swat Border.

II – Buner Border.

                6.  Meanwhile on the 15th August, the Haji Sahib of Turangzai was suddenly reported to be in the Ambela pass with a following of several thousand men, preparing to invade British territory. H.N. Bolton, Esq., I.C.S., Deputy Commisioner, Peshawar district, who was at Mardan that day, asked the Officer Commanding there for military support at Rustam. The latter at once sent a squadron of 14th Lancers, at that time at Mardan in relief of the Guides Cavalry with the Malakand Column, and 290 of the Guides Infantry to Rustam, reporting his action and the situation to me.

               7.  Consequently on the same date, (15th), I issued the following orders :-

(a)     To move at once to Rustam :-
From Risalpur – 2 squadrons, 14th Lancers.
From Nowshera – 91st Battery, Royal Field Artillery
From Nowshera – 81st Pioneers.
From Mardan – remainder of the Guides Infantry.

(b)   To move from Katlang :- 1 squadron, 13th Lancers.

(c)    To push on from Rustam to Swabi – ½ squadron, 14th Lancers.

(d)   To be in readiness to move to Mardan :- The remaining units of the 3rd Infantry Brigade.

(e)   Brigadier-General S.F. Crocker, Commanding Rissalpur Cavalry Brigade, to proceed at once to Rustam to assume command of the troops on the Buner Border, and to deal with the situation in consultation with Mr. Bolton.

               Brigadier-General Crocker arrived at Rustam on the evening of the 16th August, and found that there were large gatherings of tribesmen, estimated at a total of 8,000 men, in the Pirsai, Malandri and Ambela passes.

Sketch Map of camp at Rustam 17 Aug 1915 – click to enlarge

               I then ordered the reminder* of the 3rd Infantry Brigade (less the 2-1st Gurkha Rifles**), No. 8 Mountain Battery from Peshawar and one squadron 13th Lancers from Risalpur to concentrate at Rustam under Brigadier-General N.G. Woodyatt, Commanding 3rd Infantry Brigade.

* The Guides Infantry were already at Rustam.

** The 2-1st Gurkha Rifles had been detailed to take the place of the 2-5th Gurkha Rifles, reported medically unfit, but were with the Malakand Column. The 81st Pioneers (Divisional Troops) took their place in the 3rd Infantry Brigade.

               The troops engaged were as follows :-

1 ½ squadrons, 13th Lancers.
2 ½ squadrons 14th Lancers.
91st Battery, R.F.A.
Guides Infantry.

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                9. The remainder of the 3rdInfantry Brigade and attached troops, with the exception of No.8 Mountain Battery and the section Sappers and Miners, were concentrated at Rustam by the morning of the 19th August. The Mountain Battery and section of Sappers and Miners arrived there on the 21st.

1st Bn Royal Sussex Regt at Rustam 1915

8th Mountain Battery at Rustam

                

                10.  The camp was sniped nightly, resulting in one transport driver being killed and three sowars and one follower wounded : five horses and two mules were also wounded.

                On the 21st August Brigadier Woodyatt took his brigade out towards the Pirsai pass, as the snipers appeared to come from that direction.  Some 300 tribesmen were discovered, but got away before they could be dealt with. The brigade was then directed on Baringan village in the Malandri pass, where some parties of the enemy were engaged and losses to the extent of 12 killed and wounded inflicted. After this General Woodyatt was obliged to withdraw to his camp, owing to the prostration of the troops due to the intense heat.

                11.  Sniping at night continued and was traced to parties of Chargazais and Hindustani fanatics, who lay up be day in the ravines at the mouth of the Ambela pass.

                On the 26th August General Woodyatt moved out towards Surkhawi to deal with these and succeeded in dispersing them. On our side one officer and one sepoy were wounded. A report on this affair was forwarded to you under my No. 5681-1-0, dated 29th August. The enemy lost 34 killed and a proportionate number wounded. After this, sniping into camp entirely ceased.

                12.  On 27th August, fresh tribal gatherings were reported in the Malandri pass, and a reconnaissance was made in that direction. Finally, on the 31st August, Brigadier-General Woodyatt engaged these parties, which were under the command of the Haji Sahib, drove them back over the pass and destroyed the villages of Pitao and Soria Malandri, in which they had been harboured. The report of this affair was forwarded to you under my No. 5417-271-O, dated 10th September 1915.

                The following troops were engaged on these occasions :-

1 squadron, 13th Lancers.
1 squadron 14th Lancers.
91st Battery, R.F.A.
No.8 Mountain Battery, R.G.A. (less one section).
1 section, No. 1 Company, 1st K.G.O. Sappers and Miners.
1st Battalion, Royal Sussex Regiment.      }
2-6th Gurkha Rifles.                                   }              3rd Infantry Brigade
Q.V.O. Corps of Guides Infantry.             }
81st Pioneers.
3rd Infantry Brigade Signal Section.

                The Bunerwals were later reported to have lost nearly 100 killed and wounded, chiefly by shell fire : the casualties on our side were 4 non-commissioned officers and men of the Guides Infantry wounded.

                Since this last affair, some small parties of Bunerwals have been sighted by patrols from time to time in the Pirsai and Malandri passes. They are presumably posted to give notice of any British advance into Buner, and no formed bodies of the enemy have been met with or reported to exist.”

A number of reports for the actions on the North West Frontier at this time are in the files at the National Archive:

  WO 106/734 Action near Rustam: Report   by Major-General F. Campbell, CB, DSO 1915 Aug. 17  
  WO 106/735 Action at Surkhawi: Report by   Major-General F. Campbell, CB, DSO 1915 Aug. 26    
  WO 106/736 Action in the vicinity of Landakai   Spur: Report by Major-General F. Campbell CB, DSO 1915 Aug.   28-Aug. 29  
  WO 106/737 Clearing of the Malandri Pass:   Report by Major-General F. Campbell CB, DSO 1915 Aug. 31    
  WO 106/738 Action near Hafiz Kor: Report by   Major-General F. Campbell CB, DSO 1915 Sept. 5    
  WO 106/739 Action near Hafiz Kor: Report by   Major-General F. Campbell CB, DSO 1915 Oct. 8  
  WO 106/740 Action near Chakdara: Report from   Major-General F. Campbell CB, DSO 1915 Oct. 27    
  WO 106/742 North West Frontier, elsewhere in   the Indian Empire and Aden: Despatch on the minor military operations by   General Sir B. Duff, GCB, GCSI, KCVO, CIE, ADC, Commander in Chief India 1916
Finally, a more vivid and personal account is given by Major-General Nigel Woodyatt  C.B., C.L.E., who was commanding the actions, in his memoirs “UNDER
TEN VICEROYS – THE REMINISCENCES  OF A GURKHA” (publ. H.Jenkins Ltd, 1922):

CHAPTER XVI

PUNISHING THE BUNERWALS

ABOUT three months after joining at Abbottabad

the 3rd war brigade was mobilised, and later

on entrained to Hoti Mardan, about fifty miles

north-east of Peshawar, and the head-quarters

of the famous corps of Guides. Not being at all certain of

the situation, I posted off by car at once with my brigade

major to Mardan, and found orders awaiting me to take over

command of all troops in the Yuzufzai country.

 

A good deal of chaos prevailed at Mardan, and reaching

there in the early morning some difficulty was experienced

in ascertaining exactly what troops I had, and where they

all were. One fact was quite clear, however, namely that

a detachment consisting of the Guides infantry with some

squadrons of cavalry and a field battery had been heavily

engaged with a large number of Bunerwals ^ the day before

at a place called Rustam.

^ A tribe of Pathans occupying Buner, a tract of independent

territory N.E. of Yusufzai. Can probably put about ten thousand

fighting men in the field when well united and acting in a common

cause. Looked upon as one of the finest races on the N.W. frontier

of India, and being simple, austere, truthful, religious and hospit-

able, they are bright examples of Pathans. With the assistance of

other tribes, the Bunerwals proved most formidable opponents

against us in the Ambela expedition in 1863. They were predom-

inant in the attacks on the famous Crag piquet which was lost

and won no less than three times (with heavy casualties on both

sides), eventually remaining in our possession. I am told on good

authority, but cannot find the official reference, that it was the custom

amongst the Bunerwals to tie a piece of red string round the right

wrist of each of their dead warriors who had specially distinguished

himself. On our retaking this Crag piquet for the third time our

dead there (mainly Highlanders) were found with a red string

round each wrist.

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This hamlet was close to the Buner border, and some twenty

miles from Mardan, along a road the last eight miles of which

went through heavy sand. The enemy had been dispersed,

but was hanging about close by, with the evident intention

of attacking the camp again that night. Reinforcements

were urgently required at once, but only half of my British

battalion (1st battalion Royal Sussex) had arrived, the other

half might come in shortly, the 6th Gurkhas ought to arrive

that evening, while the 84th Pioneers was the only unit

ready in Mardan.

 

Evidently my mission was to get to Rustam immediately,

and see the situation with my own eyes, but it was stated

my own car (a Rover) could not get through the deep sand.

Luckily it was possible to purloin a Ford, so pushing off,

after giving orders to impress all country carts possible,

we reached Rustam by nine o’clock to find the garrison

anxiously expecting assistance.

 

The camp was cram-full of horses belonging to the four

or five squadrons and the field battery, and although every-

one was digging hard, the perimeter was none too secure, and

much too large for the number of men available for its

defence. It was August of a rainless year, and the heat

was intense, yet there was nothing for it but to go back as

quickly as possible to try and get the remainder of the

force to Rustam immediately. Anyhow before dawn

next day, when the Bunerwals might be expected to be

withdrawing from, what we hoped would be, a futile

attack.

 

On reaching Mardan again we found the other half of the

Sussex had turned up, the 6th Gurkha trains, with a lot of

transport, were to arrive at 4 p.m., and a mountain battery

with a company of sappers and miners next day. It was

obviously impossible to start before night, so orders were

issued to march off in one column at 8 p.m.

 

The question then arose where to assemble the troops so

as to ensure a satisfactory start. There was an unbridged

river to cross at Mardan itself, which the local commander

told me was then easily fordable, but which a little rain

rendered impassable for many hours. The sky was very

clouded, rain was long overdue.

 

On both banks of the river were excellent positions of

assembly alongside the road. If I concentrated on the

Mardan side, and it rained, I couldn’t cross. If on the

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other, I ran the risk of all my supplies, which were only

just being loaded and couldn’t be ready till late, being cut

off by an unfordable river, while the troops were marching

away from the farther bank !

 

This was somewhat of a dilemma, but undoubtedly my

endeavour must be to relieve Rustam, and for this purpose

to get all the troops, all the transport, all the carts, across

the river at once, man-handling the remainder of the

supplies over as they arrived. One had to take risks ;

fortunately it did not rain, but the large fatigue parties

necessitated a postponement of the march until 10 p.m.

 

It was a horribly sultry night, the men were dog-tired.

At every halt they just threw themselves on the ground and

were asleep in a few seconds, Lewis gunners twisting the

mules’ reins round their wrists. At 2 a.m. we could hear

the furious cannonade of a camp heavily attacked, but

were helpless to assist. It held out, however, and, very

bedraggled, we crawled inside their piquets about 7.30

a.m., and after a rest set about the construction of a new

and enlarged perimeter.

 

By next evening the force was complete with :

  • Six squadrons cavalry (two being on detachment).
  • One field battery.
  • One pack battery (mules).
  • One company sappers and miners.
  • Four battalions infantry with Lewis guns.
  • Usual field ambulances, supply sections and transport.

There was a political officer in camp who informed me

that there were about eight thousand Bunerwals, some three

thousand other tribes, and a lot of Hindustani fanatics ^

opposed to us. These latter people are always bent on

creating disloyalty and unrest amongst the frontier tribes.

They join many of the periodical risings and are noted

for their disregard of death. Their chief desire is to kill as

many British infidels as possible. If one of their number

succeeds in killing a British officer he is perfectly happy,

 

^ Also called Muhajirin, plural of Muhajir = one who abandons

his country. A colony of fanatical Mahomedans who migrated

from India about 1823 to the Buner country from Patna in Bengal.

Their doctrines are those of the Wahabi sect, i.e. expounding the

original tenets of Islam. The colony consists of about 1,000 fight-

ing men and 1,500 women and children. They are a species of

reformer, rather like our reformers of Cromwell’s day.

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and it does not in the least matter if he loses his own life

in the attempt. Braver and more dare-devil fellows I

never met.

 

Only the day before our arrival one had concealed himself

like a hare in some scrub jungle where line upon line of

Guides passed over him. Waiting his opportunity, he

rushed out at a British officer, advancing a little apart from

his men, killed him from behind with his sword, and sank

with a smile when riddled with bullets a few minutes

later.

 

Some days afterwards seven more, trying the same game

on a flank, close to me, were caught between a party of the

Sussex hunting them, and some flankers of the Guides

coming down from higher ground. Seeing the game was

up they rushed out like tigers towards the Guides, missing

the officer, but badly wounding one Guide before being all

disposed of themselves. The most unpleasant part of this

encounter was the vast danger of Guides shooting Sussex,

or Sussex shooting Guides ; or both, or either, shooting

me !

 

The courage and ferocity of the Bunerwals combined with

great speed and stamina on the hillside had for years

stamped them as very formidable opponents, whom the

Government were always most anxious to placate, and

dissuade from joining any frontier disturbance. They were

not particularly well armed as a tribe, though — like the

Hindustani fanatics — possessed, individually, of a good

number of modern rifles. Openly expressed pride at the

efficiency of my little force probably led Sir G. Roos-Keppel,

the Chief Commissioner of the North- West Frontier Pro-

vince, to motor over from Peshawar, for an hour, to implore

me not to despise my opponents, to remember they were

men of extraordinary activity and spirit, and to read and

re-read the accounts of the fighting in 1863 * when we had

come off so badly against them.

 

And this was the only visit I had, and as for instructions,

I received none. My divisional commander away back at

Peshawar was more than busy with the situation on his

other flank, where the Mohmands were expected to break

out any minute. Writing to him for a hint, I said, that

except feeling certain I was not to allow the enemy an

 

* Ambela Campaign. British force, 9,000. Killed and wounded,

909.

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initial success, I was very hazy regarding my limitations,

but did not propose to let him knock me about without

retaliation. His reply was that it was difficult to say much,

and the only thing he could think of was Lumsden’s ^

invariable instruction to his Guides :

 

” I want Heads.”

 

That was just like Fred Campbell * ; so typical of this fine

frontier soldier — the best we now have alive — who trusted

his subordinates, and left them alone to carry out their

tasks, probably the reason for his unfailing success, and

the cause of his wide popularity.

 

It took a few days to settle down at Rustam, and make

our camp impregnable. For five nights running we were

attacked by hordes of wild tribesmen, evidently well sup-

plied with ammunition, for they fired thousands of rounds

from all sorts of rifles. It was very interesting to note the

difference between the ” swish ” of the larger bore like the

Snider or Martini-Henry, and the ” ping ” of the •303 or

•256.

 

Our casualties were surprisingly small, due partly to the

fact that the cavalry had been reduced by sending two

squadrons to distant outposts, and partly to dug-outs,

traverses and other precautions. An enormous number of

bullets went high. As the tribesmen often attacked from

two opposite sides, it is a matter of wonder whether they

made many casualties amongst themselves. I don’t think

we made many at night ourselves. My standing orders

were that the fire was on no account to be returned, unless

there was a distinct target visible by flares, searchlight,

or moon, and then only by order of a British officer.

 

Fire discipline was excellent. The hour of attack varied,

being sometimes 9 p.m., but oftener 1 or 2 a.m. At the

first shot every tent was downed immediately. On no

occasion did the enemy actually close, due undoubtedly,

after the first night, to trip wires, booby traps and elephant

pits. At first I scorned a dug-out, but later, as the area of

my bivouac seemed to attract an enormous quantity of

bullets, I had to submit to the hot, stuffy abomination.

 

^ Raised the Guides, as a subaltern, in 1846-47 at Peshawar.

Corps is now called ” Queen Victoria’s Own Corps of Guides (Fron-

tier Force) (Lumsden’s).”

 

* Now General Sir Frederick Campbell, K.C.B.. D.S.O.

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On the second night — and before I had succumbed to

a dug-out — I woke just before the firing began in a muck

sweat, as the slight breeze we got had suddenly dropped,

and called to my servant to get me a change. He

was in a dug-out twenty yards away, and as he came the

bullets started. Down he dropped, and I thought he was

shot. It was only a precautionary measure, however, for

I soon saw him wriggling to me on his stomach, from which

posture he handed me a clean shirt, and then retired in the

same way. He was a fat cantonment Pathan from Abbotta-

bad, and I laughed so much I got hotter than ever.

 

After the third night the ” sniping ” in force was no longer

to be calmly endured ; besides I was then ready to move out.

There were three main valleys leading to the Buner country,

named Ambela, Malandri and Pirsai, and I felt sure that

one, or all, must be the temporary resting place of the

enemy. Taking each in turn, we drove out the tribesmen,

inflicting such casualties on them that their night operations

became less and less formidable, until when the third

valley was cleared, and its villages burnt, they ceased

altogether.

 

The most serious impediment to successful work in the

field was the intense heat, and the sandy nature of all roads

and tracks, making them extraordinarily trying to the

infantry and mountain artillery. Already several cases of

heat stroke had occurred in camp, and my cavalry brigadier

had returned with two dead sowars * tied on their horses

(and several more unconscious ones supported by comrades),

after an all-day reconnaissance to report on an adjacent

tribe. Meeting them at the entrance to camp, it was a

sorrowful sight to see a nice-looking horse stepping out

freely, while on his back lay the dead rider with head

touching the mane, hands tied together below the neck,

and feet lashed under the horse’s belly.

 

The temperature of one British soldier down with heat

stroke rose to 110° Fahrenheit, which I had always thought

impossible. Such however was the fact reported by my

principal medical officer, and moreover the man recovered

after treatment in ice baths.

 

Visiting one of our distant outposts with my invaluable

brigade major, we had some eighteen miles to ride, mainly

across country. On arrival he looked rather cheap, but

 

* Trooper of Indian cavalry.

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swore he was all right. After going a few miles on the

return journey he appeared really bad, and shortly after-

wards collapsed, though I was fortunately able to catch

him before he fell to the ground. The combined water

bottles of the escort revived him, but we still had twelve

miles to go before we reached any track fit for an ambulance.

 

There was a well of coldish water six miles ahead. Get-

ting Loveday on to his horse, we galloped the whole distance,

supporting his swaying body, myself on one side and a

duffedar * on the other. Then came the last six miles

covered in the same way. He was 106° on arrival at the

hospital tent, where he had to remain over a week, much

to his chagrin, for although not over strong, his lithe wiry

body contained the heart of a lion.

 

I was to lose him soon afterwards to command his battery,

and then a group of artillery in France, where he covered

himself with glory.

 

My worst experience of heat-stroke was during the return

from our advance up the Malandri Valley. Although we

started at 3 a.m., and had less than eight miles to cover,

there was opposition to contend with, villages to burn and

much scrub jungle full of rocks and boulders to be searched.

All this took time, so that it was after midday when we

began to withdraw to camp.

 

So many British soldiers fell down with heat-stroke that

the rear-guard could hardly move. The stretcher bearers

were so overcome themselves that they were useless. It

was then that the splendid Guides, and later the 84th

Pioneers, came forward and volunteered to carry the sick,

while officers, mounted and dismounted, as well as men in

the ranks, took over the rifles and accoutrements of those

hors de combat. Fortunately I had reduced the scale of

ammunition that day to fifty rounds per man on account of

the heat, but even then found the six sets of accoutrements

picked up, and hung on to myself and my horse, a most

uncomfortable burden.

 

Strict orders existed that no Britishers were to be buried

near Rustam, because their graves would be desecrated by

the enemy. Progressing at a funereal rate at the tail of the

rear-guard, with an occasional bullet to keep one awake, the

thought came to me of how on earth we could get the corpses

of so many soldiers into Mardan. With little experience

 

* An N.C.O. of Indian cavalry.

 

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of heat-stroke, I felt that many of the muttering, uncon-

scious men, with blue lips and swollen faces, must surely

succumb.

 

Some way on we came to a large tank about two and a half

feet deep. Seated in it I found most of the casualties,

presenting a very comical spectacle with their large sun hats,

surrounded by huge neck covers, appearing just above the

level of the water, making the whole crowd look exactly

like a lot of floating mushrooms. And close to the tank,

to my relief, was an army of transport carts, ordered out

in case of emergency, and which conveyed all the sick back

to camp, every one of whom eventually recovered.

 

It is difficult to describe in words the extraordinary

interest of an independent command like this. An effi-

cient and companionable staff, capable and contented

troops, successful though arduous operations, isolated and

detached situation, all tended to make the few weeks spent

at Rustam — in spite of the heat — the happiest of my life.

About a fortnight sufficed to drive the enemy entirely away

with considerable casualties, and it is a significant fact that

the much dreaded and powerful Bunerwal tribe have never

lifted a finger since. Not even in our darkest days, when

every inducement to rise was given by seditious emissaries,

to each trans-frontier clan.

 

It does not appear to me certain that this has been fully

recognised. I do not allude to personal recognition. The

ultimate rewards of a Companionship of the Bath and pro-

motion to Major-General ” for distinguished service in the

field ” were more than sufficient. Nor to the avowal of

the Brigade’s activity in Sir Beauchamp Duff’s despatches.

But, to the reality, that the operations of the force relieved

the Government of India of much anxiety in this particular

quarter for a very long period, i.e. from September, 1915,

up to the present date.

 

In September, 1915, orders reached me in Rustam, by

cipher wire in the middle of the night, to move my force

as quickly as possible to Peshawar. Thence it was to go

on towards Shabkadr — eighteen miles north of Peshawar

— to take part as the 3rd brigade, with the 1st Division

under Lieutenant-General Sir Frederick Campbell, in

possible action against the Mohmands, a powerful and

well-armed tribe of some twenty-two thousand fighting

men.”