Item 01: Fred Hamilton-Kenny letter diary, 29 August-19 October 1914 - Page 42
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[Page 42]
Our men fell back & then found out what was up - The guns of the fleet should have searched that scrub before a man was moved - You see my circles by the side of the road – in the jungle – carefully concealed pits with a nigger in each blazing away at our men's backs & also niggers in trees shooting – of course these pits were rushed & the niggers bayoneted & the men in the trees potted one by one - One nigger was potted by a sailor man & fell over a limb - Up goes the gallant tar - & shoves him off – plump – on to mother earth – the last move that nigger ever put up= That's the tale of the Kabakaul scrap & our light regard of German strategy & foresight = A few more Germans & we'd have got simple hell - & a bit of the Boer war over again with its silly episodes of careless trust & want of ordinary foresight - Of course we win but life is chucked away needlessly - At least so the Fleet says & I'm a full blown Naval authority now - !!!!