“It was glorious, yet a very sad time”

Ascot churchgoers were confident in the rightness of the cause in which the war was fought, but feeling the strain – as were the men at the Front.


THE MILITARY HOSPITAL is closed for the present for the purpose of carrying out some necessary alterations. We have sustained a great loss in the death of Miss Blackburn, the Commandant of the Ascot Voluntary Aid Detachment, and of the Hospital. Her absolute unselfishness and devotion to her work endeared her to all who had the privilege of knowing her.


Mr B G GIBBONS, Assistant Manager in the Boys’ School, has volunteered for Military Service. He will be much missed in the Church Choir, as well as at the Schools. His post will be kept open for him: and we shall welcome him back, if all is well, when the war is over.

THE WAR is at its height. It is difficult to turn our thoughts to anything else. Our faith in the justice of our cause, and our humble confidence that GOD will further the efforts of those who are fighting not for personal gain but for the Christian ideal of righteousness and honourable dealing, make us as sanguine as to the ultimate issue. But, in the meanwhile, the strain is terrible. Not only our deep recognition of the magnificent self-sacrifice and courage of our navy and army, but our prayers on their behalf, must increase more and more in their earnestness every day. On Wednesdays at 8 p.m., as well as on Sundays, special intercessions are offed in the All Saints Church.


Nearly 180 names are entered upon our All Saints Roll. The following extracts from letters to the Rector will be read with interest.

(i) From Lance-Corp. ARTHUR T. N. JONES.

“At present we are billeted at a farm, and sleep in a barn about 60 N.C.O.s and men. Things of course are a little more rough and ready out here…

We find the pack rather more trying now that we carry everything, including “Emergency Ration”: but we are very fit on the whole, and one feels far more at home with things after the first few days.


“It was about 6 p.m. on March 9th that the first half of our Battalion said au revoir to England. I shall never forget just those few moments. It was glorious, yet a very sad time. We lined the side of the boat facing the landing stage, and shouted “good bye” to the others on shore. To add to the impressiveness of the departure, our pipers played us away with “Auld Lang Syne” “The wearin’ o’ the green,” and other Irish airs.

Winkfield District Magazine, May 1915 (D/P151/28A/7/5)

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