






	
	The Story of the 102nd Canadian Infantry Battalion 
	 
	From BC to Baisieux by Sgt Leonard McLeod Gould HQ 102nd Canadians WW1
	
  
From Ecoivres to Berneville-Night Marching to the South-The Dawn of 
		"The Day"-Battle of Amiens-Rosieres-A Record Train Journey-Ready for the 
		Hindenburg Switch
		
		NOT until the small hours of the morning did the tail end of the 
		Battalion reach Village Camp, Ecoivres, as the relieving Battalion, 
		being ignorant of conditions in the Oppy sector, required considerable 
		instruction before taking over the new positions; moreover, the Hun 
		airmen were unwontedly active and successful with the bombing machines, 
		harassing the outgoing troops considerably and inflicting seven 
		casualties in "A' Coy. But by 10.00 a.m. on Aug. 1st everyone had 
		returned and rested and was in a position to appreciate the baths and 
		clean underwear which had been arranged for the Battalion, with the 
		prophetic warning attached that it might be some time before another 
		such opportunity occurred. In the afternoon we fell in and marched ten 
		miles to Berneville; it was strange to see how the brief respite of 
		barely three weeks which had elapsed since the severe training at 
		Conteville, coupled with the days of enforced inactivity which trench 
		warfare entails, reacted on the men; three weeks before they could 
		tackle an eighteen-mile march with field manoeuvres thrown in; now a 
		little ten-mile march in heavy order was an effort, and swollen feet and 
		blisters accounted for a large number of stragglers. But this was merely 
		a temporary reaction, and a couple of days of open life served to put 
		everybody literally "on their feet" again. Berneville was quite a 
		serviceable little place and the camp was good though recent rain had 
		made it very muddy; an open-air swimming tank was in evidence, but at 
		the time of our arrival the weather was unpropitious for bathing, and we 
		left after a two-night stay.
		The departure was marked by a degree of secrecy hitherto unknown in the 
		Corps. This was the occasion when representatives of Canadian units were 
		deliberately sent north with the express intention of hoodwinking the 
		Hun; every effort was being made to instill a belief amongst the country 
		people that the Canadian Corps was going to Belgium again, and it is 
		well known that this information was transmitted through various sources 
		to the enemy, who was in consequence the more astounded when we appeared 
		in his midst five days later near Amiens.
		The orders laid down for march discipline to be observed during the 
		forthcoming series of marches were exceedingly strict; absolutely no 
		straggling was to be countenanced, and each unit was to have a 
		rear-guard marching at the pace of its weakest member to bring up all 
		who fell out from the main body. Every effort was to be made by day to 
		keep the troops under cover, and every precaution was to be taken which 
		might ensure the movement of the Corps being kept as secret as possible. 
		On the evening of the 3rd we marched a mile or so down the road where 
		'buses were drawn up to convey us to our unknown destination, for we 
		were proceeding under sealed orders; for nine hours we drove through an 
		unknown country, the general direction being south, though it was 
		evident that the route had been chosen with the deliberate intention of 
		confusing any spies, as it kept on diverging to different points of the 
		compass. On the way we passed several units from the American 
		Expeditionary Force, who gave us a rousing welcome and showered 
		cigarettes on us as we drove through their lines. At 5.30 am, on the 4th 
		our 'buses stopped and we descended to find ourselves in the middle of 
		Nowhere, just a crossroads with not a house in sight. Though August, it 
		was bitterly cold at that hour of the morning, and we had been sitting 
		cramped and chilled throughout a long night's drive; we stood about and 
		cursed the war whilst the sealed orders were opened and maps consulted, 
		with the result that we took the cross-road to the right and marched 
		five miles to the hamlet of Fresnes-Tilloluy, where we had breakfast and 
		turned in out of sight, remaining under cover all day. In this village 
		we left all packs and officers' bed-rolls, little dreaming that it would 
		be three weeks before we saw them again, and then at 9:30 p.m. we fell 
		in for the first of the series of night marches which were destined to 
		bring us to the Amiens front.
		It was extraordinarily dark for the time of year; there was no moon, and 
		a great part of our way lay along roads heavily shrouded with trees 
		which allowed not a glimmer of starlight to penetrate. Our route led us 
		back over the ground covered the same morning, and over a small part of 
		the ground which we had traversed in the 'buses, a fact which aroused 
		much resentment amongst the "footsloggers." Soldiers, as a class, detest 
		marching, and anything which can possibly be construed as unnecessary 
		distance always excites their bitterest criticism, but in the present 
		case some Battalion had to be selected for the extra miles, as all the 
		Brigade units could not be billeted together, and the 102nd, as was 
		usually the case, being the junior Battalion, was chosen as the "goat." 
		At 2.00 am, we reached Metigny, where it rained most of the day; a good 
		thing, as it kept the men hidden and laid the dust; besides, we were 
		quite willing to sleep, anyway. At 9.00 p.m we fell in again ready to 
		move off, but for some reason unknown were kept standing around for an 
		hour before we actually set out on what was officially stated to be a 
		21-mile march; 25 miles was more probably the distance covered, and 
		covered as it was in battle order with empty haversacks and yawning 
		stomachs it    seemed like 30. It is not easy to 
		understand why some provision was not made for a bite to eat on these 
		long night marches. When battalions marched by day a stop was always 
		made for lunch, and sandwiches or their equivalent were invariably 
		carried in the haversack; why the darkness should have been presumed to 
		counteract hunger is a mystery. As the dawn broke we found that we were 
		traversing a very beautiful part of the country, more open and billowy 
		than that around Conteville, which was softer in its aspect, and very 
		different in character from that to which we had for so long been 
		accustomed in Flanders and the northern portion of France. The villages 
		were more widely scattered, but larger and more prosperous in their 
		appearance. The term "La Belle France" had long been a joke amongst 
		those of the Canadians who had never seen anything of it save for the 
		shell-shocked areas of the Somme and Vimy: now the expression took on a 
		new meaning, and the men were loud in their admiration of the country 
		through which they were marching. Our destination on this occasion was 
		Creuse, which proved to be a fair-sized settlement almost worthy of 
		being called a town, and which we reached at 9.00 am, on the 6th. The 
		Battalion had shown up well on this extra long march; there were some 
		sore feet, but nothing which a few hours' rest would not mend. A more 
		serious trouble, however, stared us in the face; we were confronted with 
		a shortage in tobacco and matches, a shortage which lasted without much 
		alleviation throughout the whole month.
		At Creuse we rested until 8.45 p.m., when once more we set out, this 
		time for Boves Wood, an extensive wood on a hill which served as a 
		concentration point for 50,000 men and 25,000 horses immediately before 
		the great push of August 8th. Owing to the incompetency of our guides we 
		took a wrong turn in the dark, and the subsequent retracing of our steps 
		took us through deep mud and darkened woods, which not only added 
		mileage but considerable discomfort to our labours. The main roads we 
		found to be crowded with French troops, mostly Transport and Artillery. 
		To our way of thinking the Transport waggons of the French Army are 
		grossly overloaded and disgracefully shabby in appearance; they remind 
		the spectator irresistibly of the average third-rate travelling circus; 
		the horses also look in wretched condition and excite ridicule at first 
		sight. But they do most certainly "deliver the goods," and the way in 
		which they cover the ground and get through with the job they have on 
		hand ends by exciting a very genuine admiration. It was not until 4:30 
		a.m. on the 7th that we eventually reached the Chateau in Boves Wood 
		which was our halting-place; there were no billets, but the ground was 
		soft, if wet, and there was abundance of undergrowth with which to make 
		comfortable bedding; our orders were to lie well hidden, and we were 
		well content to do so. The undergrowth was so dense and the over-head 
		cover so luxuriant that it was easy to understand that the wood 
		sheltered the numbers above mentioned. What would not the Hun have given 
		to know that well within his artillery range so formidable a force was 
		already massed to give him the first of those deadly blows which were to 
		result in three months in the signing of the Armistice! During the 
		course of the day a meeting of all Officers and N.C.O.'s in charge of 
		Sections was held and every detail of the next day's offensive was 
		elaborately explained and every position in our own area of operations 
		carefully pointed out on the map. By 10.00 p.m., when the Battalion fell 
		in for the last time before the battle began, every man had a clear and 
		distinct idea of what his own particular job would be and of what part 
		we were playing in the general scheme of operations. And so, under the 
		command of Lieut.Col. Lister, we marched off in the gathering dusk 
		through Boves town and across the Luce River to take up our position in 
		the First Assembly Point behind Gentelles Wood.
		This wood, standing on the top of an eminence, acted as an excellent 
		screen, and here all the Brigade units assembled by midnight and settled 
		down to take what rest was possible before the barrage started at 4.20 
		a.m. on the 8th. It was a cold night and the ground was wet with dew, 
		consequently the issue of rum which was served out at dawn was doubly 
		welcome. It may here be stated that during the whole of our stay with 
		the Fourth Army under General Rawlinson, to which the Corps was attached 
		for this offensive, our creature comforts were better looked after than 
		in any other Army, and during our service in France we had experience of 
		all save the Fifth. At 4.20 am, to the dot a terrific barrage opened, 
		eclipsing anything we had yet heard; this same expression will be found 
		in accounts of the succeeding battles up to the time of the Armistice, 
		as the Allies increased the ferocity of their opening barrages with each 
		successive push. Ahead of us was the 7th Brigade of the 3rd Canadian 
		Division, through whom we were to pass at a later stage, and with the 
		opening of the barrage they moved forward to the attack. There was a 
		white mist hanging low which was greatly in favour of the attacking 
		forces, but as the sun came up this quickly disappeared. An hour later 
		it was our turn to move forward in closer support. Our way led through 
		fields of ripening corn, past innumerable batteries of every calibre, 
		across the swamps of the Luce, through orchards and then along the side 
		of the Amiens-Roye Road, where we saw the first-fruits of the battle in 
		the shape of large bodies of Hun prisoners being marched to the rear, 
		and a number of our own walking wounded. The latter seemed to be 
		intoxicated with success; the Hun had been caught entirely by surprise; 
		if he had thought of the Canadians at all he had thought of them as 
		preparing an offensive up north. He certainly had the surprise of his 
		life on August 8th. Our second Assembly Point was reached at 9.30 a.m., 
		and here we received orders to halt until 12.10 p.m., when we moved 
		forward again in Artillery formation in lines of platoons to our 
		Jumping-off place, where our own share in the attack was to commence. Up 
		to this point we sustained no casualties.
		Connecting on the right with the 54th and on the left with the 78th, we 
		now passed through the 7th Brigade and plunged forward. Our first 
		objective was a sunken road, which was taken by "B" and "D" Coys. 
		without serious difficulty by 3.00 p.m. The second was a more serious 
		matter, being the forward edge of Beaucourt Wood in our front. "A" and 
		"C" Coys. now passed through the other two and pressed on, but 
		encountered very severe opposition, consisting of heavy machine gun fire 
		from the wood on our immediate front, machine gun fire from a wood on 
		our left flank, which was exposed owing to the 78th having fallen behind 
		our advance, and long-distance machine gun and trench mortar fire from 
		the right flank of Beaucourt Wood: this flank was to have been protected 
		by two tanks attached for that purpose, but they had been unable to keep 
		up with our rapid advance, and it was not until two tanks attached to 
		the 54th had come round to our assistance that "A" Coy., on the right, 
		was able to make further progress, which it did by section rushes and 
		then, when within fifty yards of the woods, charging and capturing the 
		place by storm. In this Operation we were greatly helped by the 54th on 
		the right, who outflanked the wood and diverted much of the enemy's 
		fire. After gaining the edge of the wood there was still hard work ahead 
		of "A" Coy., as the ends of the wood were very strongly held; "D" Coy. 
		was consequently brought up as reinforcement and the wood was eventually 
		cleared, but on reaching the forward edge our men again came under very 
		heavy machine gun fire, this time from a trench lying in the open on the 
		brow of the opposite hill and from another sunken road. At this juncture 
		two whippet tanks gave us great assistance, enabling us to engage the 
		enemy hand-to-hand, when we inflicted further heavy casualties and 
		captured from 50 to 60 prisoners, though being subjected all the time to 
		machine gun and trench mortar fire from still another wood. In the 
		meantime "C" Coy. on the left had been encountering very strong 
		opposition from a system of trenches held by the enemy in force; the 
		78th was still behind the line of advance, its nearest unit to us being 
		one platoon which had lost its Battalion and was following us tip about 
		400 yards distant; consequently "C" Coy. had to overcome this opposition 
		without assistance, which was not as originally laid down in the 
		programme. The feat was done, however, with several resultant prisoners, 
		and thereafter the opposition manifestly weakened, the enemy retiring in 
		some disorder to other trenches in the open, from which he was 
		successively ejected, the only serious opposition coming from three or 
		four determined machine gun crews, all of whom were eventually either 
		killed or captured. "C" Coy, reached its final objective at 4.35 p.m. 
		
		The Battalion was now ensconced in the position it had set out to capture 
		and protective posts were immediately put out, but these could not go 
		very far forward owing to the heavy fire which the enemy was maintaining 
		on our positions from the high ground in front, and our left flank was 
		still exposed; consequently the latter was withdrawn a little as a 
		protective flank until the arrival of the 78th shortly afterwards.
		During the course of this operation we captured 159 prisoners, 4 light 
		trench mortars, 2 granatenwerfers, 5 heavy machine guns. 5 light machine 
		guns. The trophies were all carefully tagged and left in accordance with 
		instructions for shipment to Ordnance, but, as usually happened in the 
		case of spoils of war, half of them were stolen by succeeding 
		battalions. Captured trophies gave more trouble and were worth less than 
		anything else; they were provocative of much dishonesty, every battalion 
		naturally desiring to furnish ocular proof of its prowess, and they were 
		the cause of much disappointment to home towns, where the authorities 
		would he warned of the pending arrival of trophies which never reached 
		their destination. Our own casualties on August 8th were as follows: 
		Lieuts, J. L. Lloyd, J. K. Dawson C. T. Peers, and 20 Other Ranks killed 
		or died of wounds; Lieuts. E. R. Niblett, F. S. Chagnon and 88 Other 
		Ranks wounded.
		The Company Commanders on this day were Capt. I. C. R. Atkin, M.C., 
		Capt. J. A. Mann, Major W. McL. Walwyn, and Lieut. V. C. Brimacombe, 
		commanding "A,"B," "C" and "D" Coys. respectively.
		After the capture of the final objective Headquarters was established in 
		this wood, where a well-appointed German camp was found; all sorts of 
		supplies were in evidence, beer, food, including good cake, and a German 
		Field Ambulance full of their wounded and well stocked with hospital 
		supplies. Some enemy bombardment was sustained throughout the night, but 
		no damage was done. Meantime the 75th
		had passed through us, and the 87th had their Headquarters with ours; on 
		the morning of the 9th they continued the attack and captured their 
		objectives, leaving us in Brigade Reserve, That night we moved 
		Headquarters further up towards the front to another wood, proceeding 
		still farther forward on the 10th to the last of a series of woods 
		 bordering on a wide open expanse traversed by good roads all leading 
		eastwards towards the enemy positions. These roads were continuously 
		crowded with transport of all kinds, interspersed with which were 
		numerous batteries and large-bodies of cavalry, all going forward in 
		pursuit of the Hun, On the 13th we took over the Front Line from the 
		85th and 38th Bns., remaining one night, when we returned to the last 
		mentioned wood on relief by the 22nd Bn. Plans for another offensive 
		were on foot, but these were subsequently cancelled, and we were glad of 
		the opportunity to reorganize and absorb drafts of reinforcements which 
		arrived during this period. On the 17th, Brigade Reserve was established 
		at Rosieres, whither we moved. Here we had a good chance to see 
		something of the German method behind his own lines. Ten days before 
		Rosieres had been well within his Reserve area and had been used as an 
		internment camp and a base of supplies. Here also was an enormous 
		salvage dump, piled high in a well organized system, with captured 
		munitions and looted plunder.
A standard gauge railway ran through the camp, and when we 
		arrived German engines were already busy hauling out for our own use    
		salvaged cars. On the 20th we moved up to the Front Line again, 
		relieving the 87th, and it was during this tour that Lieut. H. J. 
		Goodyear met with his death whilst in charge of a night patrol sent out 
		to connect with the Australians on our left. This was our last tour of 
		duty on the Amiens front, as we were relieved on the night of the 24th 
		by the 1st Bn. 88th R.I. (French). This was the first occasion on which 
		the Battalion had handed over direct to a French unit, and the 
		differences between their organization and ours were very obvious. The 
		relieving Battalion was formed of a magnificent body of men, who once 
		again dispelled the utterly erroneous but always preconceived notion 
		that the French infantryman is a man of small stature. We returned to 
		our Base camp in the early morning of the 25th, rested all day, and at 
		6.00 p.m. marched off to Bois de Blangny,    making a 
		small detour to get baths on the way. This bath was a nightmare; it was 
		situated in a wood, and the men had to undress in the open, line up 
		naked with their dirty clothes in their arms, exchange their clothing, 
		line up again, and then find cold water only. Incidentally there were 
		not enough clothes to go round, and a thunderstorm broke out in the 
		middle of the operation. It was a pitch-dark night and a broken road to 
		follow, full of shell-holes, as the Adjutant's horse found, and very 
		muddy, but we eventually reached Bois de Blangny at 3.30 a.m. on the 
		26th and remained there one night, lying out under the trees. Here we 
		found our packs, which had been left three weeks before at 
		Fresnes-Tilloluy. On the following day we marched off to Longeau, about 
		three miles distant, where we entrained for an unknown destination.
		The journey on which we were now embarked is well worthy of mention. It 
		was made on scheduled time. Punctually to the minute the train pulled 
		Out at 2.18 a.m. on the morning of the 28th. Twelve hours later we 
		detrained at Acq, in the old Vimy area; here we were told that 'buses 
		would be found ready and waiting for us up the road; and the 'buses were 
		actually there and ready to take us, as soon as we had boarded them, to 
		our old camp at Berneville, which we had occupied before starting out on 
		the historic round trip to Amiens and back. In the words of the Diary: 
		"The move from Longeau to Berneville was planned, detailed and executed 
		admirably; there was no waiting and no confusion; a marked contrast to 
		most."TOP
		
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		BATTLE HONOURS
		"SOMME, 1916", "Ancre Heights", "Ancre, 1916", 
		"ARRAS, 1917, 18", "VIMY, 1917", "Hill 70", ", 1917", 
		"PASSCHENDAELE", "AMIENS", "Scarpe, 1918", "Drocourt-Queant", 
		"HINDENBURG LINE", "CANAL du NORD", "VALENCIENNES", "France and 
		Flanders, 1916-18". 
		
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