Later - Left Anzac last night. Starting from 5th L. H Hqs at 1800. Only one casualty and that from a stray bullet. A fine performance. If we would have had to fight our way off, none of us would ever have lived to tell the tale.
The second last batch was the one I went with starting from HQ at 1800 with all gear up and our feet muffled. The course all the way was marked in whitewash and guides posted at certain points to see that we kept to the right road. Everything went without a hitch and hardly a shot was fired. It was the best piece of work carried out at Anzac.
In the trenches rifles were fixed in the loopholes which fired automatically and bombs fastened to the entanglements, so that the least knock would set them going. Mines were also exploded under enemy trenches by means of electricity. It was wonderful,
SS Abbassia brought us to Lemnos and we trans-shipped on the Beltana, a P&O Liner. Still in harbor. We can now breathe freely again.
I consider myself a lucky dog to get away almost without a scratch, considering the numerous narrow escapes I’d come through. At times my duty kept me under a perfect rain of shrapnel and bullets whilst others were able to keep out of danger and often my friends thought they had seen the last of me.
J. A. Graham
Jack Graham, ANZAC soldier, kept a diary from 1914-1918. Here it is, blogged 100 years later to the day....