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HLI Chronicle 1909 - The Royal Highland Fusiliers

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HIGHLAND LIGHT INFANTRY CHRONICLE. 99--'~'~'-"~-~~-'--'-'~~'-'-'--'~--~i-10796 Pte. 'l'. Fyffe. 11064 Pte. T. Brodie.10901 Pte. G. Scott. 11077 Pte. T. M'Giff.nooo Pte. A. Purdue. 11084 Pte. R. Oswald.1l04!1 Pte. J. Crajg.VARIOUS CERTIFICATES.8039 Sergt. J. Littlejohn, granted Qualifving Cer·tificate, Sergt .. Mr. C"ok. •8939 L .. Corpl. J. Findlay, awarded Acting School·master's Certificate.10749 L..Corpl. D. Douglas, awarded Acting School.master's Certificate.10749 L..Corpl. D. Douglas. passed examination in" Precis Writing."AWARDED GOOD. CONDUCT MEDALS.3685 Q .. M .•S. T. Boyce.3860 C.·S. M. Mauchan.BIRTHS.4564 Col..Sergt. W. Turnbull, son, born at Glasgowon 10th March, <strong>1909</strong>.6548 Corpl. N. Thomson, son, horn at C{)rk on 11thMarch, <strong>1909</strong>.DEATH.MEEK.--At 2 <strong>The</strong> Lawns, Friern Park, North Finchley,London. on the 4th April, William Meek. lateColour. Sergt., 2nd Batt. H.L.I., and Sergt.·Jnst.,9th V.B.R.S.MOTORING IN IRELAND.By THE SNARK.THERE are few countries in the world wheremotoring might be more enjoyable than inIreland, aB the scenery in some parts in veryfine. <strong>The</strong>re are, however, great drawbacks;the main roads would make a rart track blush,while the people (who mostly drive donkeys)are either deaf to all earthly and unearthlynoises, or blind, and sometimes have both ofthese infirmities. <strong>The</strong>se drawbacks, of course,do not conduce to speed trials, and as a rule theonly thing that is tried is one's temper, which,I fear, gets extremely short.<strong>The</strong>re is another lasting and perpetualnuisance, and that is that evervone who livesnear the readside imagines that t'he King's highwayis a fitting and a healthy place to keepchildren, dogs, cows, and all the etceteras of afarmyard; and consequently, after a day'srun, one usually has a few hens and the remainsof a dog or two ornamenting the radiator.Some weeks ago I essayed to take a partyto a delightful spot'known as Lismoor, about40 miles away. At 10 a.m. punctnally we were!l.t the garage. Unfortunately the owner andhis mechanic had overslept themeslves, soamid shouts of applause from the ('rowd,which had assembled in the twinkling of aneye, we kicked open :the door and got at thecar. At 10.45 the owner appeared, and seemedsurprised to see us there so soon. However,at 11.30 we started on OUl" wav. <strong>The</strong> firstmisfortu.ne overtook us about (; miles out,when a report like a pistol shot warned usthat a back tyre had gone. I regret to say Iheard someone" remark" on the fact. <strong>The</strong>rewas nothing for it but to take oft one's coatand set to work putting on another tyre.Suddenly we heard the rattling of a machineof sorts. Some minutes elapsed, however,before an extraordinary-looking vehicle hovein sight, which on close inspection turned outto be the General's Government car, whosedriver very kindly assisted us in our labours.<strong>The</strong> road for the next 20 miles was fairlygood; then we came to a piece that remindedone more of a succession of earthquakes.<strong>The</strong> car, which as a rule is extremely smoothin running, was leaping about in a mostfantastic manner. <strong>The</strong>" load" consisted oftwo people, a dog, a spare tyre, half a dozenrugs, and two tins of petrol. Occasionally,when I glanced behind, I saw a confused masshurtling.about. <strong>The</strong> spare tyre seemed to beendeavouring to give an exhibition of MissMaud Allan, while the petrol tins were givinga very creditable performance of the "MerryWidow" waltz in conjunction with the dog,whose chain was tied round a door handle.We were all extremely glad when we saw thehotel at Lismore, and set to work on our lunch.T4e return journey was uneventful, and beyondwaking one of the everlasting donkey cartsinto a fast walk by the sound of our hornwe got home in safety.I do not intend this to discourage anyonewho wishes to see the Emerald Isle by car,but I should advise them to have a machinewhose maximum speed does not exceed 5,miles an hour, whose springs are capable oftaking up anything short of a volcanic eruption,and which can carry festoons of sparetyres, and whose passengers are well seasoned.

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