HLI Chronicle 1915 - The Royal Highland Fusiliers
HLI Chronicle 1915 - The Royal Highland Fusiliers
HLI Chronicle 1915 - The Royal Highland Fusiliers
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JiiXTRACT FROM A LETTER FROM AN<br />
OFFICER OF THE 7TH BATT. HIGHLAND<br />
LIGHT INFANTRY.<br />
It WE'VE been pretty busy. Yesterday we<br />
had a 30-mile march, and the men, you will<br />
be glad to hear, stuck it welL Only two men<br />
fell out, and one was seedy at the start and<br />
ought not to have tried, and a wee laddie in<br />
the pipers had a bad foot and only gave in<br />
after 26 miles.<br />
" <strong>The</strong>y are as keen as mustard, and dying<br />
to get off."<br />
FORWARD, THE H.L.I.!<br />
Forward, the H.L.I.! ready to do or die! <br />
On many a field, on many a shore, <br />
'Mid shot and shell and cannon's roar, <br />
An honoured name they always bore-<br />
<strong>The</strong> gallant H.L.I.<br />
Forward, the H.L.I.! ready to do or die! <br />
Into the ranks, then, quickly fall <br />
At the sound of the drum and bugle call, <br />
From humble cot or lordly hall. <br />
Forward, the H.L.I. !<br />
Forward, the H.L.I.! ready to do or die! <br />
Our soldiers brave-a gallant band<br />
Make 'gainst odds a valiant stand; <br />
<strong>The</strong>y call to you for a helping hand. <br />
Join the H.L.I.<br />
Forward, the H.L.I.! ready to do or die ! <br />
For King and country proudly go <br />
To lay a braggart despot low, <br />
In Freedom's cause to strike a blow. <br />
Forward, the H.L.I. !<br />
Forward, the H.L.I.! ready to do or die! <br />
On Empire's youth rests Empire's fate. <br />
Forward! then. No longer wait. <br />
To arms! to arms I ere it be too late. <br />
Rally round the H.L.I. !<br />
GOD SAVE THE KING.<br />
H.L.I.<br />
Grand Hotel, Glasgow.<br />
A depot for comforts for the men of the 1st<br />
and 10th Battalions H.L.I. is open at the<br />
Grand Hotel, Glasgow. It is run by a committee<br />
of ladies connected with the Regiment,<br />
and they have been much gratified with the<br />
generous response made to their appeals.<br />
Thousands of garments have been sent to<br />
the men, and also large quantities of pipes,<br />
tobacco, and sweets, and post-cards from<br />
men at the Front show how much these things<br />
have been appreciated.<br />
HIGHLAND LIGHT INFANTRY CHRONICLE. 29<br />
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LIEUT. W. LILBURN.<br />
SERIOUSLY WOUNDED AT THE BA.TTLE OF THE<br />
AISNE.<br />
GLASGOW and West of Scotland sportsmen<br />
have mote than one intimate interest in the<br />
present hostilities, but none is held dearer<br />
or in higher esteem than that which is impersonated<br />
in Lieut. W. Lilburn. A son of the<br />
late Mr. James Lilburn of Glenlora, Lochwinnoch,<br />
by whose recent death the old school<br />
of Clyde yachtsmen lost one of its finest<br />
stalwarts, Lieut. Lilburn gave early evidence<br />
of his paternal heritage--a keen love for sport.<br />
While a cadet at Sandhurst he captained the<br />
gymnastic eight against Woolwich, and at<br />
Sandhurst, too, he received his colours in<br />
Rugby, being a member of the XV; While<br />
in India, Lieut. Lilburn played Rugby for<br />
Calcutta, two of his team being "Reid"<br />
Kay and "Charlie" Arthur. It was on his<br />
return to this country, however, that Lieut.<br />
Lilburn became so prominent in Scottish<br />
sporting circles, and one of the most popular,<br />
most prized, and best-known figures on the<br />
Rugby fields of the Second City. He played<br />
for Kelvinside Academicals for several years,<br />
and was a trial inter-city in his last season.<br />
Gazetted from Sandhurst in 1905, Lieut.<br />
Lilburn got his second star four years later,<br />
and now the man we have cheered so heartily<br />
on many a winter afternoon has proved his<br />
soldier's grit in the fighting line, and has gained<br />
an honour that is not simply of locality but<br />
of nation. Everyone will wish this true<br />
sportsman a speedy recovery, for it is such as<br />
he who kindle anew the fires of British glory,<br />
and teach our opponents, even in war, how to<br />
"play the game."<br />
A COLONEL IN SEARCH OF HIS <br />
BATTALION. <br />
AN INCIDENT OF 1914. <br />
THE following amusing story is told of a certain <br />
retired officer (whom we will call "C. S.") <br />
who,' having reported himself anxious for <br />
re-employment, was informed one fine morning <br />
that he had been appointed to the command <br />
of the -th Battalion H.L.I. Naturally <br />
delighted, he at once posted off to consult <br />
his Brigadier as to the best station for his new <br />
battalion. After some consideration, it was <br />
decided that Torquay was the ideal spot. <br />
It was sufficiently remote from the chance <br />
of German invasion to allow the training to <br />
be carried on uninterruptedly, and it offered, <br />
as the advertisements say,:;." a mild and sal<br />
ubrious winter climate." To Torquay sped