Great Britain declared war on Germany on 4th August 1914 and three days later Field Marshal Lord Kitchener, the newly appointed Secretary of State for War, made his first appeal for volunteers to join the British Army. By 12th September 478,893 men had joined up including John "Jack" Spiers, a French polisher who lived in Shoreditch in London.
Jack enlisted on his thirty-first birthday, 2nd September, although he lied about his age and claimed to be only thirty. Leaving behind his wife, Carrie, and two year-old daughter, Julie, he marched off into the Royal Field Artillery, transferring into the Royal Berkshire Regiment, 7th (Service) Battalion after six months. The battalion set sail for France on 19th September 1915 and from there moved to Salonika, now called Thessaloniki, where the borders of Greece, Serbia and Bulgaria meet, two months later. There, the British Salonika Force (BSF) joined an international Allied army which had been asked to protect Serbia from the Bulgarian Army.
The Salonika Front stretched from Albania to the mouth of the River Struma in Greece and by March 1917 the BSF was holding 90 miles of that front. In April, the Allied forces launched an offensive and on the night of 24-25 April the BSF tried to overpower the Bulgarian armed positions near Lake Doiran. The British retreated with heavy casualties and tried again on the night of 8-9 May, sending in the first of five waves of troops at 9pm. The fighting continued all night and into the next day until the British retreated again, ending the First Battle of Doiran. They had lost 12,000 men (killed, wounded or captured); the Bulgarians had lost 2,000.
One of those wounded men was Jack, shot in the head, chest and right arm. The army sent a standard letter to Carrie which has a date stamp on it of 23 May 1917 from the Infantry Record Office in Warwick.
MADAM,
I regret to have to inform you that a report has been received from the War Office to the effect that (No.) 16995 (Rank) A/Cpl. (Name) J. Spiers (Regiment) ROYAL BERKSHIRE REGT. was wounded on the 9th day of May 1917.
It has not yet been reported into what hospital he has been admitted, nor are other particulars yet known, but directly any further information is received it will be at once communicated to you.
I am to express to you the sympathy and regret of the Army
Yours faithfully
W. Payton
The words and numbers I have shown in italics were handwritten on the lines printed on the form, the name of the regiment was stamped and the rest of the letter was typed. Poor Carrie. Two days later, another standard letter was sent:
MADAM,
I regret to have to inform you that a report has on this day been received from the War Office to the effect that (No.) 16995 (Rank) A/Cpl (Name) Spiers. J. (Regiment) ROYAL BERKSHIRE REGT. is dangerously ill at 28 Gen. Hospital Salonica suffering from wounds. 12.5.17
I am at the same time to express the sympathy and regret of the Army Council.
Any further information received in this office as to his condition or progress will be at once notified to you.
I am, Madam,
Your obedient Servant,
W Payton
On 26 May, another standard letter was sent:
MADAM,
With reference to previous notification I have to inform you that a report has been received from the War Office to the effect that
(No.) 16995 (Rank) Pte
(Name) Spiers J.
(Regiment) ROYAL BERKSHIRE REGT. is
Still dangerously ill. 19.5.17
Any further information received in this office as to his condition or progress will be at once notified to you.
I am, Madam,
Your obedient Servant,
W Payton
Over the ensuing weeks, a further seven of these forms were sent to Carrie. On 2 June, Jack's condition was "slightly improved" (and his rank was restored to Acting Corporal), on 9 June he was again "slightly improved" but on 16 June, more than seven weeks after he was wounded, he was "still dangerously ill". On 23 and 30 June he was "slightly improved" and at last, on 7 July, he was "out of danger". How Carrie's heart must have lifted when she read that. The last of these forms, dated 24 August but not dated in Warwick until 18 September, reported that Jack "is now at Military Hos. Tigne Malta". He was well enough to be moved.
Jack was in hospital in Malta for more than five months before he came home to England, arriving at the beginning of February 1918. He had been away for more than three years but I don't think he was home yet because this photograph shows him wearing the blue invalid uniform, "Hospital Blues", which was issued in British hospitals to those patients who could get out of bed. Jack is the first chap on the left of the back row (as usual, click on the photo to see it enlarged and it's probably worth it with this one). -
Jack was discharged from the army in August 1918, "no longer fit for war service" and in March 1923 the Ministry of Pensions assessed his disablement at 30% due to the wounds in his head and his right arm and so awarded him a life pension: 13 shillings with 5 shillings 3d for his wife and child every week, to be readjusted in 1926. I am glad that he was awarded that pension for the rest of his life because he received it for more than thirty years: a boy born in this country in 1883 had a life expectancy of 42 years but Jack was 70 years old when he died in 1954, not killed by a Bulgarian bullet but by lung cancer.
Carrie kept those ten letters sent to her by the army and then her daughter, Julie, kept them until she died in 2005. Julie's son, my father, has them now, along with the medals Jack was awarded for his service.
Jack was my great-grandfather.
See you soon.
Love, Mrs Tiggywinkle x
What a fascinating post as always. Such a hard time for Carrie waiting for all those reports. At least they kept her updated. Today in Jersey we celebrate liberation day 72 years after the Germans were finally removed from control of the island. Always a holiday here. B x
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful post, how heart rendering those reports must have been, whilst informed not really getting information. Difficult times.
ReplyDeleteLoved reading your informative post. War is so hard on everyone involved. You would think we would find a better way! Glad Jack was taken care of for his disabilities. Thanks for sharing and look forward to future posts if you find more historical info to share.
ReplyDeleteThis was a wonderfully interesting post. What a legacy you have in this story!
ReplyDeleteThis was a wonderfully interesting post. What a legacy you have in this story!
ReplyDeleteWhat an interesting post. I have never read about fighting in this area during WWI.
ReplyDeleteSuch an interesting post with that big reveal at the end. I do enjoy historical posts such as these. So glad Jack survived and the letters did, too.
ReplyDeleteA wonderful tale of my grandfather. He always told me that the injury in his right arm bicep was the result of a hand to hand action where he was stabbed by an opponent's bayonet followed by the rifle being discharged. I'm currently looking at his photo before this action and also of his boxing brother, Ted. Jack had to give up his active boxing career but bought my first pair of boxing gloves when I was three and continued to do so until my hands were big enough for a full size pair. He used to put socks on his hands and spar with me, but never actually landed a blow. I never knew my grandmother but he lived with us from the time I was born until his death when I was 13. I think of him with great fondness. Dad
ReplyDeleteGoodness what a nightmare to receive those letters. It's all very well with hindsight knowing that Jack pulled through but it must have seemed an age to Carrie.
ReplyDeleteWhat a fascinating story.. and a lovely tribute to both your great-grandparents. Jx
ReplyDeleteSuch a fascinating post. Receiving all those letters must have been heartbreaking for your gret-grandmother, not knowing if one of them would contain the wrost possible news. So glad to read that your great-grandfather survived and returned home:)
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