Pursue enemy from Sharia to Sofia. Capture dozens of villages and towns.
Capture 9 guns, two 5” howitzers, 2 AA guns, 5 field guns and thousands of prisons, ammunition, transport etc etc.
Village people welcome us, many speak English.
Maurice O’Connor lost his horse, went to find it and stayed out all night. Next morning he discovered himself in enemy lines. Came across an outpost of 6 Turks and charged them, taking them prisoners.
30 more planes bomb Jacks.
Water very scarce.
Collected some souvenirs.
A great charge across the Planes of the Philistines on to enemy. Thoroughly demoralized them. Turks thought we were going to attack via Hebron. Now only 21 miles from Jaffa and 17 from Jerusalem.
(Insert from 9 December 1917): This was absolutely our best day. We sighted over a thousand Turks crossing a level plain. It was a great place for a cavalry charge and we quickly seized the opportunity. The whole Brigade took part in the charge and Abdul absolutely threw up the sponge when we thundered down on top of them. In fact my old horse galloped over a couple of them before I could pull her up. They scattered in all directions crying out to Allah to save them. By jove it was great.
The same day we charged a battery of guns and captured them, but we had to kill their crews. They stuck to their posts and fired their guns until the horses were right on top of them. We also charged two villages but before we got into them properly, the Turks came streaming into the streets frantically waving white flags.
Well I think that’s enough about the fighting. Its uninteresting enough reading at the best of times and we’ve had such a dose of it this time that if I attempted to describe it to you there would be a famine of paper at this end.
Jack Graham, ANZAC soldier, kept a diary from 1914-1918. Here it is, blogged 100 years later to the day....