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OUR SAILORS--THE AMPHIBIOUS MAN. BY LIEUT. A. L. PEMBERTON 124

POSSIES. BY "BEN TELBOW" 125

MR. AEROPLANE. BY H. G. GARLAND 126

ANZAC IN EGYPT:--

GREY SMOKE. BY R. G. N. 131

A WAIL FROM ORDNANCE. BY LIEUT. KININMONTH 132

"DINKUM OIL" 134

THE BOOK OF ANZAC CHRONICLES:--

THE SILENCE. BY PTE. R. J. GODFREY 141

THE GROWL. BY E. M. SMITH 142

MY LADY NICOTINE. BY H. G. GARLAND 142

THE RAID ON LONDON. BY "PRIVATE PAT RIOT" 143

SING! 145

ANOTHER ATTEMPT AT AN ANZAC ALPHABET. BY "UBIQUE" 146

TO SARI BAIR. BY "BEN TELBOW" 148

ON WATER FATIGUE. BY TROOPER GEORGE H. SMITH 148

WHEN IT'S ALL OVER.... BY HARRY MCCANN 151

SPECIAL A. & N. Z. A. C. ORDERS:--

FOUR DESIGNS FOR "THE ANZAC MAGAZINE" COVER 159

CORRESPONDENCE 161

ANZAC FASHIONS: SUMMER 162

" " WINTER 163

ANSWERS TO CORRESPONDENTS 164

ADVERTISEMENTS 165

LIST OF PLATES

FACING PAGE

LIEUT.-GEN. SIR W. R. BIRDWOOD x

"AT THE LANDING AND HERE EVER SINCE." BY DAVID BARKER. 22

"KITCH." BY C. LEYSHON-WHITE. 32

ABDUL. BY TED COLLES. 58

ANZAC SKETCHES. BY DAVID BARKER. 66

SOMETHING TO REMEMBER US BY. BY TED COLLES. 70

MAP OF ANZAC. DRAWN BY PRIVATE R. T. GOULDING 90

THE NEW STAR. BY TED COLLES, AFTER F. J. LEIGH. 96

THE SILVER LINING. BY C. E. W. BEAN. 122

OUR REPTILE CONTEMPORARY. BY DAVID BARKER. 134

"APRICOT AGAIN!" BY DAVID BARKER. 142

EACH ONE DOING HIS BIT. BY W. OTHO HEWETT. 164

INTRODUCTION

It is my privilege to have been asked to write an Introduction for THE ANZAC BOOK, and to convey the cordial thanks of all the inhabitants of our little township here to those who have so kindly given us the free use of their brains and hands in writing and illustrating this book in a way which does as much credit to them as the fighting here has done to the Force. We all hope that readers of our book will agree in this, while those who are more critical will perhaps remember the circumstances under which the contributions have been prepared, in small dug-outs, with shells and bullets frequently whistling overhead.

It may be of interest to readers to hear the origin of the word "Anzac."

When I took over the command of the Australian and New Zealand Army Corps in Egypt a year ago, I was asked to select a telegraphic code address for my Army Corps, and then adopted the word "Anzac." Later on, when we had effected our landing here in April last, I was asked by General Headquarters to suggest a name for the beach where we had made good our first precarious footing, and then asked that this might be recorded as "Anzac Cove"--a name which the bravery of our men has now made historical, while it will remain a geographical landmark for all time.

Our eight months at "Anzac" cannot help stamping on the memory of every one of us days of trial and anxiety, hopes, and perhaps occasional fears, rejoicings at success, and sorrow--very deep and sincere--for many a good comrade whom we can never see again.

I firmly believe, though, it has made better men of every one of us, for we have all had to look death straight in the face so often, that the greater realities of life must have been impressed on all of us in a way which has never before been possible. Bitter as has been my experience in losing many a good friend, I, personally, shall always look back on our days together at "Anzac" as a time never to be forgotten, for during it I hope I have made many fast friends in all ranks, whose friendship is all the more valuable because it has been acquired in circumstances of stress and often danger, when a man's real self is shown.

Boys! Hats off to the British Navy.

It may be that, in thinking of old "Anzac" days, the words of the Harrow school-song will spring to one's mind:

"Forty years on, growing older and older, Shorter in wind, as in memory long, Feeble of foot, and rheumatic of shoulder, What will it help you that once you were strong!"

But it has indeed helped us all to have been with strong men at "Anzac," and whatever the future may have in store, I, personally, shall always regard the time I have been privileged to be a comrade of the brave and strong men from Australia and New Zealand, who have served alongside of me, as one of the greatest privileges that could be conferred on any man, and of which I shall be prouder to the end of my days than any honour which can be given me.

No words of mine could ever convey to readers at their firesides in Australia, New Zealand and the Old Country, one-half of what all their boys have been through, nor is my poor pen capable of telling them of the never-failing courage, determination and cheerfulness of those who have so willingly fought and given their lives for their King and country's sake. Their deeds are known to the Empire, and can never be forgotten, while if any copy of this little book should happen to survive to fall into the hands of our children, or our children's children, it will serve to show them to some extent what their fathers have done for the Empire, and indeed for civilisation, in days gone by.

I sincerely hope that every one of my old comrades may meet with all the good fortune his work here has deserved, and live to a ripe old age, with happiness, and be occasionally reminded of old times by a glance at THE ANZAC BOOK.

EDITOR'S NOTE

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