A Narrow Escape

28th April 1916, pge 2


GutteridgeIn a recent letter home Corporal Gutteridge relates a narrow escape he had.

He says:

“I was conducting a sergeant of a certain regiment (who was taking over our trenches) to a listening post in front of our firing line, when the Germans opened fire on us with a machine-gun, and I, being near the parapet, at once jumped over.

Being dark, I did not notice a rifle and bayonet that a sentry had left on the fire-step, so of course, I went full weight, carrying the rifle and bayonet to the ground with me.

Although it gave me a shaking, I did not know things were so bad until “Stand to” next morning, when the fellows started laughing at my face, and on looking in a glass I found my face was covered with blood, also my clothes.

I found that the bayonet had just missed entering just below my chin, and believe me, I shook hands with myself … Corporal Brigden, my mate, and I had another narrow escape – one shell dropped only a few yards away but did not explode.

Some do bear a charmed life; best of being born as the lucky 13th”

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