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They were as young as 14. | 0:00:10 | 0:00:12 | |
Nearly a quarter of a million | 0:00:12 | 0:00:13 | |
answered the call to arms in the First World War. | 0:00:13 | 0:00:16 | |
But on leaving these shores, | 0:00:18 | 0:00:20 | |
the boys were expected to fight and suffer like men, | 0:00:20 | 0:00:24 | |
engulfed by the horror of the greatest conflict | 0:00:24 | 0:00:27 | |
the world had ever known. | 0:00:27 | 0:00:28 | |
This is the story of five teenage tommies. | 0:00:31 | 0:00:34 | |
There was a tin miner's son from Cornwall. | 0:00:36 | 0:00:38 | |
The son of a Lancashire vicar. | 0:00:40 | 0:00:41 | |
A blacksmith's apprentice from across the border in Yorkshire. | 0:00:43 | 0:00:46 | |
A Jewish boy from London's East End. | 0:00:47 | 0:00:50 | |
And the shy son of a factory owner, | 0:00:51 | 0:00:53 | |
who gave up his chance to escape the war. | 0:00:53 | 0:00:55 | |
They had in common their youth and their innocence of war. | 0:00:58 | 0:01:04 | |
GUNSHOTS | 0:01:04 | 0:01:05 | |
More than 20,000 teenage tommies were killed. | 0:01:06 | 0:01:10 | |
Many more were badly wounded. | 0:01:10 | 0:01:12 | |
And for others who came home, | 0:01:12 | 0:01:14 | |
the horror of war would live with them until the end of their lives. | 0:01:14 | 0:01:18 | |
My father told me all sorts of stories. | 0:01:20 | 0:01:23 | |
In the hour or two before he died, | 0:01:23 | 0:01:26 | |
he was on the Western Front, | 0:01:26 | 0:01:28 | |
yelling, "The Bosch are coming. We're going over the top now." | 0:01:28 | 0:01:33 | |
Right down deep on the ground floor of his memory | 0:01:35 | 0:01:38 | |
was the Western Front. | 0:01:38 | 0:01:40 | |
When war was declared on August 4th 1914, | 0:02:02 | 0:02:05 | |
Britain had a standing army of quarter of a million men | 0:02:05 | 0:02:09 | |
facing a German army three times that size. | 0:02:09 | 0:02:12 | |
The Secretary of State for War, Lord Kitchener, | 0:02:16 | 0:02:19 | |
needs a new civilian army. | 0:02:19 | 0:02:21 | |
So he immediately sets out to say, "I need 100,000 men straightaway." | 0:02:21 | 0:02:27 | |
And he puts out his appeal in August 1914, | 0:02:27 | 0:02:30 | |
and he is immediately swamped, not by 100,000, | 0:02:30 | 0:02:34 | |
but with 1.1 million volunteers. | 0:02:34 | 0:02:36 | |
Amid the patriotic fervour, rules were ignored. | 0:02:43 | 0:02:47 | |
Soldiers were supposed to be 19 to fight, | 0:02:47 | 0:02:50 | |
but many younger boys wanted to join up. | 0:02:50 | 0:02:52 | |
Such was the need for volunteers | 0:02:56 | 0:02:58 | |
that recruitment officers were often willing to sign up | 0:02:58 | 0:03:00 | |
even the most fresh-faced boys. | 0:03:00 | 0:03:02 | |
It was obvious they weren't 19, | 0:03:05 | 0:03:07 | |
but you'd have a queue of men going down the road, | 0:03:07 | 0:03:09 | |
you're getting a bounty for every one who joins up... | 0:03:09 | 0:03:12 | |
Are you really going to argue the toss | 0:03:12 | 0:03:14 | |
with a young lad who's enthusiastic, who's keen as mustard to go, | 0:03:14 | 0:03:18 | |
who looks maybe pretty fit, pretty well? | 0:03:18 | 0:03:20 | |
Let's take him. | 0:03:20 | 0:03:21 | |
One of the volunteers was 14-year-old St John Battersby. | 0:03:27 | 0:03:31 | |
St John Battersby was born in 1900. | 0:03:33 | 0:03:37 | |
He was brought up here in Holy Trinity parish in Blackley, | 0:03:37 | 0:03:40 | |
on the outskirts of Manchester. | 0:03:40 | 0:03:42 | |
In fact, his father was the first vicar of this parish. | 0:03:42 | 0:03:45 | |
He ran away from home just after | 0:03:47 | 0:03:50 | |
the outbreak of the war, | 0:03:50 | 0:03:51 | |
because his mother had died and he wanted to go into the army. | 0:03:51 | 0:03:55 | |
His father was horrified - | 0:03:55 | 0:03:59 | |
not that he had joined the army, | 0:03:59 | 0:04:00 | |
but that he had joined it as an ordinary soldier. | 0:04:00 | 0:04:03 | |
His father clearly felt | 0:04:03 | 0:04:05 | |
his son should be in the army as a leader. | 0:04:05 | 0:04:09 | |
-Commensurate with his father's social position. -Yes. | 0:04:09 | 0:04:12 | |
And his father, of course, intervenes. | 0:04:12 | 0:04:15 | |
And we know that because there is a reference here, | 0:04:15 | 0:04:19 | |
seeking support from the Mayor of Manchester. | 0:04:19 | 0:04:22 | |
And the headmaster of Middleton Grammar School. | 0:04:22 | 0:04:25 | |
And they both say this boy would make an excellent officer. | 0:04:25 | 0:04:28 | |
Little white lie along the way. | 0:04:28 | 0:04:30 | |
It succeeded. | 0:04:33 | 0:04:34 | |
The 14-year-old was commissioned as a Second Lieutenant | 0:04:34 | 0:04:37 | |
in one of the new Pals battalions, | 0:04:37 | 0:04:39 | |
designed to boost recruitment by keeping it local. | 0:04:39 | 0:04:43 | |
"Remember, if you can get 15, 30 or 60 of your comrades to join, | 0:04:44 | 0:04:50 | |
"you can all enlist together, train and fight together." | 0:04:50 | 0:04:53 | |
It must have seemed the jolliest of ideas | 0:04:58 | 0:05:01 | |
to combine patriotism and friendship on a big adventure in Europe. | 0:05:01 | 0:05:06 | |
A boy did what his mates did - he joined up. | 0:05:06 | 0:05:10 | |
One such boy was a 14-year-old blacksmith's apprentice | 0:05:10 | 0:05:14 | |
who came here to Woodhouse Moor in Leeds to enlist. | 0:05:14 | 0:05:18 | |
One of the reasons why he joined | 0:05:23 | 0:05:26 | |
was that he was handed a white feather on the tram, | 0:05:26 | 0:05:32 | |
which was quite a prevalent practice, | 0:05:32 | 0:05:35 | |
particularly from mothers and grandmothers of children, | 0:05:35 | 0:05:40 | |
boys that had joined up. | 0:05:40 | 0:05:41 | |
So it was suggesting he was a coward? | 0:05:41 | 0:05:44 | |
That was the suggestion. | 0:05:44 | 0:05:45 | |
-I mean, he was only 14. -Yeah. | 0:05:45 | 0:05:47 | |
What do you say? "I'm too young, I couldn't fight."? | 0:05:47 | 0:05:50 | |
-A minute later, he's up here on the moor, joining up. -Yes. | 0:05:52 | 0:05:55 | |
Horace and his fellow Leeds Pals | 0:05:58 | 0:06:00 | |
were sent for battle training to Costerdale, | 0:06:00 | 0:06:03 | |
a camp on the Yorkshire Dales. | 0:06:03 | 0:06:06 | |
For men working in the factories, | 0:06:06 | 0:06:08 | |
it would have been quite an idyllic experience. | 0:06:08 | 0:06:10 | |
Three square meals, lots of fresh air and exercise. | 0:06:10 | 0:06:13 | |
To improve their physical fitness, | 0:06:17 | 0:06:19 | |
they would have started with route marches and drills, | 0:06:19 | 0:06:21 | |
and eventually, they would have started training | 0:06:21 | 0:06:24 | |
with the various weapons. | 0:06:24 | 0:06:25 | |
It wasn't all training, | 0:06:27 | 0:06:28 | |
because I can see here we have a photograph of a rugby match | 0:06:28 | 0:06:31 | |
that took place up here. | 0:06:31 | 0:06:33 | |
-And here is your great-granduncle. -Really? -There he is. | 0:06:33 | 0:06:39 | |
-Wow! -I think he looks like you. | 0:06:39 | 0:06:42 | |
He looks a lot more grown up | 0:06:44 | 0:06:45 | |
than he does with his uniform on. | 0:06:45 | 0:06:48 | |
He does look like a fully grown man, there. | 0:06:48 | 0:06:51 | |
This is your first time visiting this place, | 0:06:51 | 0:06:53 | |
and I'm just wondering what you make of it. | 0:06:53 | 0:06:55 | |
It would be quite similar to one of my cadet camps, | 0:06:55 | 0:06:58 | |
with orders and training and things going wrong all the time! | 0:06:58 | 0:07:02 | |
For me, it's just fun, but for him, | 0:07:02 | 0:07:05 | |
it would have just been preparation for war. | 0:07:05 | 0:07:08 | |
There would have been a sense of danger looming ahead. | 0:07:08 | 0:07:12 | |
Recruiters were sent to all corners of the British Isles | 0:07:17 | 0:07:20 | |
in a great national campaign. | 0:07:20 | 0:07:22 | |
In the shadow of the redundant Cornish tin mines, | 0:07:22 | 0:07:25 | |
one 15-year-old found the promise of adventure overseas hard to resist. | 0:07:25 | 0:07:30 | |
Cyril Jose, the son of an out-of-work miner, | 0:07:33 | 0:07:36 | |
followed the call to arms. | 0:07:36 | 0:07:38 | |
No certainty of work any more, and poverty in this area, | 0:07:44 | 0:07:47 | |
war might have seemed like an escape to him. | 0:07:47 | 0:07:50 | |
Well, he was very young, | 0:07:50 | 0:07:52 | |
so I don't know if he'd have thought about it quite in the same way. | 0:07:52 | 0:07:54 | |
It was certainly an adventure, you can read that in his letters. | 0:07:54 | 0:07:57 | |
"Dearest Ivy, stand back!! | 0:08:00 | 0:08:02 | |
"I've got my own rifle and bayonet. | 0:08:02 | 0:08:05 | |
"The bayonet's about two feet long from hilt to end of point. | 0:08:05 | 0:08:08 | |
"Must feel a bit rummy to run into one of them in a charge. Not 'arf! | 0:08:08 | 0:08:12 | |
"Goodbye and God bless you, from your affec brother, Cyril." | 0:08:13 | 0:08:17 | |
Going to war at the age of 16. | 0:08:17 | 0:08:19 | |
He had quite a bit of responsibility, didn't he? | 0:08:19 | 0:08:22 | |
I think that's right. But there's also a lot of childhood | 0:08:22 | 0:08:24 | |
still in a lot of the letters from Grampa. | 0:08:24 | 0:08:26 | |
He's asking for copies of the Magnet. | 0:08:26 | 0:08:28 | |
And he was clearly still playing tricks and acting like a child. | 0:08:29 | 0:08:33 | |
So it's a bit of a mixture of both, I think. | 0:08:33 | 0:08:35 | |
"It would take a lot to put a British Tommy off his football. | 0:08:38 | 0:08:41 | |
"Here, a German shell exploded right on the field of play. | 0:08:41 | 0:08:44 | |
"To show their contempt for the enemy's fire, | 0:08:44 | 0:08:47 | |
"they continued their game." | 0:08:47 | 0:08:49 | |
But you didn't have to be native-born British | 0:08:56 | 0:08:58 | |
to feel the powerful pull of patriotism | 0:08:58 | 0:09:01 | |
during the First World War. | 0:09:01 | 0:09:03 | |
Here in London's East End, a haven for migrants back then, | 0:09:03 | 0:09:07 | |
as it is now, a 15-year-old boy was longing to join up. | 0:09:07 | 0:09:11 | |
Aby Bevistein was born in Russian-occupied Poland in 1898 | 0:09:14 | 0:09:20 | |
and came to London with his parents when he was three. | 0:09:20 | 0:09:23 | |
The whole street, everybody, knew each other, | 0:09:26 | 0:09:30 | |
and just surrounded by our own kind, which were all Jewish people. | 0:09:30 | 0:09:34 | |
The grocer, the baker, | 0:09:34 | 0:09:36 | |
everybody within walking distance of the house, all Jewish. | 0:09:36 | 0:09:40 | |
From what you know, did Aby have a strong desire to assimilate? | 0:09:42 | 0:09:46 | |
Whether he wanted to or not, at this board school, | 0:09:46 | 0:09:49 | |
he would have been taught in English. | 0:09:49 | 0:09:51 | |
He probably belonged to a Jewish club, | 0:09:52 | 0:09:54 | |
and there, the emphasis was not so much on Jewishness | 0:09:54 | 0:09:57 | |
but on a sort of military form of Englishness - | 0:09:57 | 0:10:00 | |
discipline, hard physical exercise, | 0:10:00 | 0:10:04 | |
and being proudly British. | 0:10:04 | 0:10:07 | |
And joining up in 1914 is part of this process. | 0:10:07 | 0:10:10 | |
It's going a step further, | 0:10:10 | 0:10:12 | |
but it's actually showing your loyalty | 0:10:12 | 0:10:14 | |
by potentially giving your life for your new country. | 0:10:14 | 0:10:17 | |
In September 1914, Aby Bevistein volunteered, | 0:10:19 | 0:10:23 | |
changing his name to the British "Harris." | 0:10:23 | 0:10:26 | |
"Dear Mother, I did not like to leave you on Tuesday. | 0:10:29 | 0:10:34 | |
"I was very sorry to see you cry. | 0:10:34 | 0:10:36 | |
"But never mind, I will come home one day. | 0:10:36 | 0:10:40 | |
"From your loving son, Aby." | 0:10:40 | 0:10:43 | |
I'm sure he regretted joining up in the army | 0:10:43 | 0:10:47 | |
without their knowledge. | 0:10:47 | 0:10:48 | |
They were heartbroken. | 0:10:49 | 0:10:52 | |
Because of the religion, because they were Orthodox, | 0:10:52 | 0:10:56 | |
it's something the only son would not do. | 0:10:56 | 0:11:00 | |
They would want him to become - I don't know, whatever - | 0:11:00 | 0:11:04 | |
but certainly... | 0:11:04 | 0:11:05 | |
A soldier was not a thing you did if you were an Orthodox Jew. | 0:11:05 | 0:11:07 | |
Not the thing that you would do. | 0:11:07 | 0:11:09 | |
Just a mile from where Aby lived, | 0:11:11 | 0:11:13 | |
another boy from a very different background | 0:11:13 | 0:11:16 | |
was also preparing for war. | 0:11:16 | 0:11:18 | |
Ernest Steele was a child of the new middle classes. | 0:11:24 | 0:11:28 | |
His father had built up a thriving box-making business in Hackney, | 0:11:28 | 0:11:31 | |
where Ernest went to work, aged 15. | 0:11:31 | 0:11:35 | |
It wouldn't have been unusual for a 15-year-old boy | 0:11:35 | 0:11:37 | |
to be working in a factory here then? | 0:11:37 | 0:11:39 | |
No, not at all. | 0:11:39 | 0:11:40 | |
I mean, it's very typical of the middle classes that he... | 0:11:40 | 0:11:45 | |
He had a very decent education, but then left when he was 15 | 0:11:45 | 0:11:49 | |
and started working in his father's business. | 0:11:49 | 0:11:51 | |
I knew that there were cardboard boxes, but I've never seen | 0:11:52 | 0:11:55 | |
these sort of pictures. So I'm quite surprised. And... | 0:11:55 | 0:11:59 | |
I never got a sense of the scale | 0:11:59 | 0:12:01 | |
or that they were actually doing quite well for themselves. | 0:12:01 | 0:12:04 | |
Probably the most remarkable... | 0:12:04 | 0:12:06 | |
Military collector David Empson | 0:12:06 | 0:12:08 | |
has found a trove of material on Ernest's life. | 0:12:08 | 0:12:11 | |
I've been a custodian of part of your family's history. | 0:12:11 | 0:12:15 | |
This is him leaving school as a 14- or 15-year-old. | 0:12:15 | 0:12:19 | |
This is the house he was born and grew up in | 0:12:20 | 0:12:22 | |
and from which he entered the army in 1914. | 0:12:22 | 0:12:25 | |
That's fantastic. | 0:12:25 | 0:12:27 | |
There he is as a young teenager, obviously just joined the army. | 0:12:27 | 0:12:31 | |
-So young. -So young. | 0:12:31 | 0:12:32 | |
And this is actually Ernest's own little photograph album. | 0:12:34 | 0:12:38 | |
His father Edwin, here. | 0:12:38 | 0:12:39 | |
That is...his past and his history, | 0:12:51 | 0:12:55 | |
even his handwriting. | 0:12:55 | 0:12:58 | |
His beau is in here. | 0:13:02 | 0:13:04 | |
-His...fiancee. -The girl he was engaged to, yes. | 0:13:06 | 0:13:09 | |
The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam. EC Steele. | 0:13:12 | 0:13:16 | |
Why on earth you would have this | 0:13:16 | 0:13:18 | |
in the trenches in the First World War, I... | 0:13:18 | 0:13:21 | |
"Scholars have nothing to teach you. | 0:13:23 | 0:13:25 | |
"From the soft touch of the eyelashes of a woman, | 0:13:25 | 0:13:29 | |
"you will know all there is to know about happiness." | 0:13:29 | 0:13:32 | |
On August 17th 1915, | 0:13:37 | 0:13:39 | |
Ernest Steele was sent with his regiment, | 0:13:39 | 0:13:42 | |
the Queen's Westminster Rifles, to Le Havre in France, | 0:13:42 | 0:13:45 | |
and then on to Ypres in Belgium. | 0:13:45 | 0:13:47 | |
"Dear Mater and Pater, | 0:13:49 | 0:13:51 | |
"since I last wrote, lots of things have happened." | 0:13:51 | 0:13:54 | |
EXPLOSION | 0:13:55 | 0:13:58 | |
"Left England for France, arrived Havre 12 midnight. | 0:13:58 | 0:14:01 | |
"Rose at 7, parade in afternoon." | 0:14:01 | 0:14:04 | |
In Ernest's own diary, | 0:14:06 | 0:14:08 | |
he reveals how he was given an extraordinary chance | 0:14:08 | 0:14:11 | |
to escape the war. | 0:14:11 | 0:14:13 | |
"August 17th 1915. Light duty. | 0:14:14 | 0:14:18 | |
"Sergeant Clifford told all under 19 years of age | 0:14:19 | 0:14:22 | |
"could go back to England if they wished. | 0:14:22 | 0:14:24 | |
"After long discussion, we decided to stay." | 0:14:25 | 0:14:28 | |
That shows a real commitment to his comrades | 0:14:31 | 0:14:34 | |
and to the people he was out there with. | 0:14:34 | 0:14:35 | |
He was given a kind of opt-out, wasn't he? | 0:14:37 | 0:14:39 | |
To come back to being a cardboard box manufacturer's son and...and living, | 0:14:39 | 0:14:44 | |
but decided that he couldn't desert the other people | 0:14:44 | 0:14:47 | |
who were already out there. | 0:14:47 | 0:14:49 | |
In 1915 and 1916, | 0:14:54 | 0:14:57 | |
nearly 600,000 volunteers joined the war. | 0:14:57 | 0:15:01 | |
Among them were our five teenage tommies. | 0:15:02 | 0:15:05 | |
While Ernest Steele was engaged in Ypres, | 0:15:09 | 0:15:11 | |
Aby Bevistein, the Jewish East Ender, was further south, | 0:15:11 | 0:15:15 | |
where the battle for Loos was raging. | 0:15:15 | 0:15:17 | |
That too was the destination | 0:15:18 | 0:15:20 | |
for the Cornish miner's son, Cyril Jose. | 0:15:20 | 0:15:22 | |
15-year-old officer St John Battersby from Manchester | 0:15:24 | 0:15:27 | |
and Horace Iles, the Leeds blacksmith's apprentice, | 0:15:27 | 0:15:30 | |
arrived near Serre in the Somme region. | 0:15:30 | 0:15:33 | |
Some of the trenches where Horace Iles was stationed | 0:15:40 | 0:15:43 | |
have been preserved. | 0:15:43 | 0:15:44 | |
It's so hard to visualise what it would have been like | 0:15:47 | 0:15:50 | |
for a 16-year-old to arrive into these trenches | 0:15:50 | 0:15:53 | |
in the middle of the carnage. | 0:15:53 | 0:15:54 | |
Even before you arrive | 0:15:54 | 0:15:56 | |
in this front line trench, you are going to be passing behind you | 0:15:56 | 0:15:59 | |
the cemeteries in their great numbers. | 0:15:59 | 0:16:02 | |
The dead, stacked behind this trench ready to be taken away. | 0:16:03 | 0:16:07 | |
And you may look out into no-man's-land | 0:16:08 | 0:16:11 | |
and see the dead men already out there. | 0:16:11 | 0:16:13 | |
The stench of these trenches, | 0:16:14 | 0:16:16 | |
the smell of the cordite, | 0:16:16 | 0:16:19 | |
the rumbling guns. | 0:16:19 | 0:16:21 | |
The whole of your body would move with that rumbling, | 0:16:22 | 0:16:25 | |
even though you're not on the receiving end of it. | 0:16:25 | 0:16:27 | |
Suddenly, it'll be your turn. | 0:16:27 | 0:16:29 | |
What would the attitude have been to the more seasoned soldiers, | 0:16:43 | 0:16:46 | |
the veterans, to a youngster like Horace arriving in this trench? | 0:16:46 | 0:16:50 | |
Poor Horace - you were going to have to earn your spurs. | 0:16:50 | 0:16:54 | |
You will be tested. | 0:16:54 | 0:16:55 | |
If we were in this trench now, for instance, going over the top, | 0:16:55 | 0:16:58 | |
who's going be back over that trench first towards the enemy? | 0:16:58 | 0:17:02 | |
Do you think it'd be the old soldier, | 0:17:02 | 0:17:03 | |
or do think it's going to be the young soldier? | 0:17:03 | 0:17:06 | |
Which one would you send? | 0:17:06 | 0:17:07 | |
As a tactical point of view, I'd send the young soldier. | 0:17:09 | 0:17:14 | |
Purely because you don't want to waste your best men. | 0:17:14 | 0:17:17 | |
In fact, it's going to be the old soldier. | 0:17:17 | 0:17:20 | |
The old soldier will say to the youngster, | 0:17:20 | 0:17:22 | |
"Follow me, my lad, I'll see you through it." | 0:17:22 | 0:17:25 | |
If I'm the first up that assault ladder, | 0:17:25 | 0:17:27 | |
the machine gun hasn't yet started to strafe the trench. | 0:17:27 | 0:17:30 | |
If I'm going up, the third or fourth men out of that trench, | 0:17:30 | 0:17:33 | |
the machine guns are now tapping into these sandbags. | 0:17:33 | 0:17:35 | |
And I could cop it in the chest or the head. | 0:17:35 | 0:17:37 | |
MACHINE GUN FIRE | 0:17:37 | 0:17:39 | |
-And you know who's going to go and get it, don't you? -Yeah. | 0:17:42 | 0:17:45 | |
-The 16-year-old, isn't it? -The 16-year-old. | 0:17:45 | 0:17:47 | |
On May 22nd, | 0:17:51 | 0:17:52 | |
Horace Iles had his first taste of the terror of warfare | 0:17:52 | 0:17:56 | |
when the Germans raided his trench. | 0:17:56 | 0:17:58 | |
The Germans were very, very keen on trench raiding, | 0:18:01 | 0:18:04 | |
which meant sending small groups of men out | 0:18:04 | 0:18:07 | |
to get into the front line trenches. | 0:18:07 | 0:18:10 | |
Using a rifle in a...in a trench would be very difficult, | 0:18:10 | 0:18:12 | |
so that's why they were using knives and clubs | 0:18:12 | 0:18:15 | |
to bludgeon the enemy there. | 0:18:15 | 0:18:18 | |
It's at that point you realise - "Can I do this? | 0:18:20 | 0:18:22 | |
"Can I kill another man?" And you are facing that man. | 0:18:22 | 0:18:25 | |
It was either kill or be killed. | 0:18:26 | 0:18:29 | |
After fierce fighting, | 0:18:30 | 0:18:32 | |
the Leeds Pals repelled the invaders, but at a cost - | 0:18:32 | 0:18:36 | |
15 dead, 34 wounded, an officer shellshocked. | 0:18:36 | 0:18:41 | |
Horace was lightly wounded. | 0:18:43 | 0:18:45 | |
After being patched up, he was sent back to the front line. | 0:18:47 | 0:18:51 | |
"Dear Florrie, I was discharged from hospital two days ago. | 0:18:53 | 0:18:57 | |
"It's three weeks since I've had a letter. | 0:18:57 | 0:18:59 | |
"Hope you and the nipper are in the pink. | 0:18:59 | 0:19:02 | |
"Your loving brother, Horace." | 0:19:02 | 0:19:04 | |
By the spring of 1915, | 0:19:06 | 0:19:08 | |
the teenage tommies knew the kind of war they were facing. | 0:19:08 | 0:19:12 | |
In one major battle around Ypres in Belgium, | 0:19:12 | 0:19:14 | |
there were 60,000 British casualties. | 0:19:14 | 0:19:17 | |
In August, the 16-year-old tin miner's son from Cornwall, | 0:19:19 | 0:19:23 | |
Cyril Jose, was sent here to Fromelles, near Lille. | 0:19:23 | 0:19:27 | |
Now, he and the other men | 0:19:33 | 0:19:34 | |
of the Second Battalion Devonshire Regiment | 0:19:34 | 0:19:37 | |
were preparing to go into battle. | 0:19:37 | 0:19:38 | |
You've never been to where Cyril served on the Western Front? | 0:19:42 | 0:19:46 | |
I've never had any idea where it was. | 0:19:46 | 0:19:48 | |
You're about to find out exactly where. | 0:19:48 | 0:19:51 | |
Because this technology takes the old trench maps | 0:19:51 | 0:19:54 | |
and, using GPS, takes us to where Cyril and his comrades were serving. | 0:19:54 | 0:20:00 | |
And you can see, here are the British lines. | 0:20:00 | 0:20:03 | |
This area in between here is no-man's-land, | 0:20:03 | 0:20:05 | |
and there you have the German lines. | 0:20:05 | 0:20:07 | |
Cyril is already taking part in attacks in no-man's-land at night. | 0:20:08 | 0:20:12 | |
The trenches come alive at night. | 0:20:17 | 0:20:20 | |
Men would be working to repair the trenches | 0:20:20 | 0:20:23 | |
that had been destroyed by shellfire. | 0:20:23 | 0:20:25 | |
So they may actually go on working parties | 0:20:28 | 0:20:30 | |
out into no-man's-land to improve the wire. | 0:20:30 | 0:20:32 | |
"I've been quite adventurous for the past two nights, | 0:20:36 | 0:20:38 | |
"having been out in front with a covering party | 0:20:38 | 0:20:41 | |
"while some others fixed up some barbed wire. | 0:20:41 | 0:20:43 | |
"The first night was quite exciting | 0:20:46 | 0:20:47 | |
"as the Gs must have spotted something once or twice, | 0:20:47 | 0:20:50 | |
"as they sent over a lot of rapid fire." | 0:20:50 | 0:20:52 | |
MACHINE GUN FIRE, SHELLS WHIZZING | 0:20:52 | 0:20:55 | |
"They continually sent up star shells | 0:20:58 | 0:21:01 | |
"so that we had to keep our nappers down low." | 0:21:01 | 0:21:03 | |
Star shells would linger in the air and illuminate as it fell. | 0:21:06 | 0:21:10 | |
They had to remain stock still. | 0:21:11 | 0:21:13 | |
If there was any movement, | 0:21:13 | 0:21:14 | |
the snipers on the other side would pick them off. | 0:21:14 | 0:21:17 | |
"I then rejoined my section, and on sentry, | 0:21:22 | 0:21:25 | |
"I didn't half send some ammunition over to our old friend Fritzy." | 0:21:25 | 0:21:28 | |
One of the things about Cyril's letters | 0:21:31 | 0:21:33 | |
is he says how exciting it is to go over the top. | 0:21:33 | 0:21:36 | |
Others, with a sense of self-preservation, | 0:21:36 | 0:21:39 | |
would stay back. | 0:21:39 | 0:21:41 | |
This arrow is taking us in the direction | 0:21:44 | 0:21:47 | |
of where there was a listening post. | 0:21:47 | 0:21:49 | |
It's as far forward as you're going to put your own men. | 0:21:49 | 0:21:54 | |
And they listened, literally, for any movement of the enemy. | 0:21:55 | 0:21:58 | |
"I had a rotten experience next to last night in the trenches | 0:22:02 | 0:22:05 | |
"when I went out into a listening post | 0:22:05 | 0:22:07 | |
"about 75 yards out. | 0:22:07 | 0:22:09 | |
"They must have known something was there. | 0:22:10 | 0:22:12 | |
"The Gs had a rifle fixed so as to hit the listening post. | 0:22:14 | 0:22:17 | |
"It was a bit quiet, one chap bobbed up." | 0:22:20 | 0:22:23 | |
GUNSHOT | 0:22:23 | 0:22:24 | |
"Got it through the napper. He died soon after. | 0:22:26 | 0:22:30 | |
"I guess I didn't bob up so much after that." | 0:22:31 | 0:22:33 | |
-You can imagine how he must have felt. -Yes. | 0:22:37 | 0:22:39 | |
And he's...he's just seen a man shot through the head. | 0:22:39 | 0:22:42 | |
It must have been very close to him too. | 0:22:44 | 0:22:46 | |
How he survived, I shall never understand. | 0:22:51 | 0:22:55 | |
It's one of those things in war, that... | 0:22:55 | 0:22:57 | |
You can be an incredibly experienced soldier | 0:22:59 | 0:23:02 | |
and get shot in the head. | 0:23:02 | 0:23:04 | |
And you can be a 16-year-old | 0:23:06 | 0:23:07 | |
on your first trip to an observation post, | 0:23:07 | 0:23:10 | |
-and you can survive. -Yeah. | 0:23:10 | 0:23:11 | |
It's chance, a lot of the time. | 0:23:11 | 0:23:13 | |
But maybe he was a lucky boy, Cyril. | 0:23:15 | 0:23:18 | |
I think that's probably a fair...fair assessment | 0:23:19 | 0:23:22 | |
of my grandfather, actually. | 0:23:22 | 0:23:24 | |
"Although one hears much about the flooded trenches of Belgium, | 0:23:30 | 0:23:34 | |
"knee-deep mud is not always the case. | 0:23:34 | 0:23:37 | |
"Our cheerful tommies manage to construct these cosy shelters | 0:23:37 | 0:23:40 | |
"for a well-earned rest. | 0:23:40 | 0:23:42 | |
"Our artist depicts a typical scene." | 0:23:46 | 0:23:49 | |
In fact, trench warfare had become stalemated. | 0:23:49 | 0:23:53 | |
New tactics were needed. | 0:23:53 | 0:23:55 | |
One of the most frightening | 0:23:55 | 0:23:56 | |
was tunnelling under the trenches and planting mines. | 0:23:56 | 0:23:59 | |
What it meant to the infantry was they were constantly fearful | 0:24:01 | 0:24:05 | |
that there was going to be an explosion under their feet, | 0:24:05 | 0:24:08 | |
and particularly in the region around Loos, | 0:24:08 | 0:24:11 | |
where there was a lot of tunnelling activity on both sides. | 0:24:11 | 0:24:14 | |
The 16-year-old East Ender Aby Bevistein | 0:24:19 | 0:24:22 | |
faced the threat of mines in the fighting around Loos. | 0:24:22 | 0:24:25 | |
"Dear Mother, I've been in the trenches four times | 0:24:28 | 0:24:31 | |
"and come out safe. | 0:24:31 | 0:24:32 | |
"We go in the trenches for six days | 0:24:32 | 0:24:34 | |
"and then we get relieved for six days' rest. | 0:24:34 | 0:24:37 | |
"Dear Mother, I do not like the trenches. | 0:24:37 | 0:24:39 | |
"We're going in again this week." | 0:24:41 | 0:24:43 | |
On December 29th 1915, | 0:24:46 | 0:24:49 | |
the Germans in their lines over there had tunnelled here, | 0:24:49 | 0:24:52 | |
under Princes Street Trench, | 0:24:52 | 0:24:54 | |
where Aby Harris and his comrades were stationed. | 0:24:54 | 0:24:56 | |
EXPLOSION | 0:24:56 | 0:24:59 | |
Two men were killed and Aby was wounded. | 0:25:01 | 0:25:05 | |
"Dear Mother, I was taken ill and I was sent to the hospital. | 0:25:07 | 0:25:11 | |
"but don't get upset about it. | 0:25:11 | 0:25:13 | |
"I will be all right." | 0:25:13 | 0:25:15 | |
"Sir, I regret to inform you that Private Abraham Harris is ill | 0:25:19 | 0:25:24 | |
"suffering from wounds and shock." | 0:25:24 | 0:25:26 | |
What they mean by shock is that he's suffering | 0:25:26 | 0:25:29 | |
from damage that cannot be accounted for | 0:25:29 | 0:25:33 | |
by physical impacts on his body. | 0:25:33 | 0:25:36 | |
Shellshock was the term that was used for soldiers | 0:25:37 | 0:25:40 | |
who had become, in effect, militarily worthless. | 0:25:40 | 0:25:43 | |
They might understand it in common terms | 0:25:44 | 0:25:47 | |
as "temporary madness". | 0:25:47 | 0:25:49 | |
"Dear Mother, you don't know how I was longing for a letter from you. | 0:25:51 | 0:25:55 | |
"I would like to know | 0:25:55 | 0:25:56 | |
"what the War Office said was the matter with me." | 0:25:56 | 0:25:59 | |
Most doctors thought that it was a collapse of morale, | 0:26:00 | 0:26:04 | |
or a character defect. | 0:26:04 | 0:26:06 | |
You're damaged goods. | 0:26:08 | 0:26:09 | |
Early in the New Year of 1916, | 0:26:10 | 0:26:13 | |
Private Aby Harris was still on the Western Front, | 0:26:13 | 0:26:16 | |
billeted in this farmhouse at Le Flandry. | 0:26:16 | 0:26:19 | |
He'd been injured and shellshocked, but he was passed fit for duty. | 0:26:19 | 0:26:23 | |
16-year-old Aby Harris was about to go into action once more. | 0:26:23 | 0:26:28 | |
Very few people's nerves would stand | 0:26:33 | 0:26:35 | |
even the prospect of a second big explosion. | 0:26:35 | 0:26:37 | |
If one wants to look at it like drawing a cheque | 0:26:39 | 0:26:42 | |
on the account of courage or of fortitude that Aby had got... | 0:26:42 | 0:26:46 | |
..that would have been a mighty big cheque. | 0:26:47 | 0:26:50 | |
That would really empty the account. | 0:26:50 | 0:26:52 | |
Aby arrived back in the trenches here near Vermelles | 0:26:57 | 0:27:00 | |
on February 12th 1916. | 0:27:00 | 0:27:02 | |
Within a matter of hours, fighting had broken out. | 0:27:04 | 0:27:07 | |
Grenades exploded around him. | 0:27:07 | 0:27:10 | |
He was deafened and suffering from shock. | 0:27:10 | 0:27:12 | |
Aby Harris left his trench | 0:27:19 | 0:27:21 | |
and found his way to the company headquarters. | 0:27:21 | 0:27:24 | |
After examination by a medical officer, | 0:27:24 | 0:27:27 | |
he was pronounced fit for duty | 0:27:27 | 0:27:29 | |
and ordered to return to the front line. | 0:27:29 | 0:27:31 | |
Aby set off in the opposite direction. | 0:27:37 | 0:27:41 | |
Further north, in Belgium, the other London boy, Ernest Steele, | 0:27:49 | 0:27:53 | |
the factory owner's son from Hackney, | 0:27:53 | 0:27:56 | |
was among the thousands of men brought in to reinforce units | 0:27:56 | 0:27:59 | |
that had suffered severe casualties. | 0:27:59 | 0:28:01 | |
Ernest arrived at the front in August 1915. | 0:28:03 | 0:28:06 | |
By then, any optimism about a swift victory had vanished. | 0:28:09 | 0:28:13 | |
The swelling casualty lists | 0:28:13 | 0:28:15 | |
brought home the awful reality of modern warfare. | 0:28:15 | 0:28:19 | |
For Ernest, any movement out of his trench could mean death. | 0:28:19 | 0:28:24 | |
"Tuesday, December 14th 1915. | 0:28:25 | 0:28:29 | |
"In the evening, went up to firing line. | 0:28:29 | 0:28:32 | |
"Got over near Hooge when mine went up | 0:28:32 | 0:28:34 | |
"and then over came umpteen shells and rapid fire. | 0:28:34 | 0:28:37 | |
"I fell over a dead man. | 0:28:39 | 0:28:41 | |
"I got hit slightly. I'm feeling rocky. | 0:28:42 | 0:28:46 | |
"Wrist hurting slightly and nerves going. | 0:28:46 | 0:28:49 | |
"Iodine for wrist and rum for nerves." | 0:28:49 | 0:28:52 | |
He's being shot at and people are falling around him. | 0:28:55 | 0:28:58 | |
And he's only a young boy, isn't he? | 0:28:58 | 0:29:00 | |
It's... I think it's quite shocking. | 0:29:00 | 0:29:04 | |
We also know war is taking a deep strain on him | 0:29:04 | 0:29:08 | |
from a letter that he sends back to his brother. | 0:29:08 | 0:29:11 | |
"Dear Harry, I heard from Mater last night | 0:29:13 | 0:29:16 | |
"and she said you wanted to join up. | 0:29:16 | 0:29:18 | |
"Now, I'm going to talk to you seriously, so look out! | 0:29:18 | 0:29:21 | |
"You may feel old and strong, but you're only 15. | 0:29:21 | 0:29:24 | |
"Therefore you're too young to stand the strain | 0:29:24 | 0:29:27 | |
"of anything approaching this. | 0:29:27 | 0:29:28 | |
"I'm over three years older than you | 0:29:28 | 0:29:30 | |
"and even I'm beginning to think I'm not much use out here. | 0:29:30 | 0:29:34 | |
"Love to all from your elder brother, who knows." | 0:29:34 | 0:29:37 | |
He wants him to be alive when he goes back. | 0:29:39 | 0:29:41 | |
Maybe that's something that he's looking forward to, | 0:29:41 | 0:29:44 | |
going back and seeing his family and his brother. | 0:29:44 | 0:29:46 | |
You have to have that hope and optimism when you're in war | 0:29:48 | 0:29:51 | |
that you are going to go home. | 0:29:51 | 0:29:53 | |
30 miles to the south, near Bethune in northern France, | 0:29:56 | 0:30:00 | |
the other young Londoner, Aby Bevistein, | 0:30:00 | 0:30:02 | |
now known as Private Harris, | 0:30:02 | 0:30:04 | |
had wandered, shellshocked, away from the front line. | 0:30:04 | 0:30:08 | |
He went back to the farmhouse where he'd been earlier billeted. | 0:30:08 | 0:30:11 | |
In the army's eyes, he was now a deserter. | 0:30:11 | 0:30:14 | |
"Dear Mother, we were in the trenches | 0:30:17 | 0:30:19 | |
"and I was ill, so I went out, | 0:30:19 | 0:30:22 | |
"and they took me to the prison | 0:30:22 | 0:30:24 | |
"and I'm in a bit of trouble now." | 0:30:24 | 0:30:26 | |
Aby was brought before a court martial. | 0:30:30 | 0:30:33 | |
He wasn't a worldly-wise boy. | 0:30:33 | 0:30:35 | |
Despite facing senior military officers, | 0:30:35 | 0:30:38 | |
he decided to defend himself. | 0:30:38 | 0:30:40 | |
Aby comes in, he's faced with four officers. | 0:30:42 | 0:30:44 | |
So he's in a room full of people who he's been educated to defer to, | 0:30:44 | 0:30:49 | |
and he's undefended. | 0:30:49 | 0:30:50 | |
Desertion means not being in your appointed place. | 0:31:00 | 0:31:03 | |
If you've left when an enemy attack is in progress, | 0:31:06 | 0:31:10 | |
wow - you've got some explaining to do. | 0:31:10 | 0:31:12 | |
If you don't run very far, you're a coward. | 0:31:14 | 0:31:16 | |
If you run a fair distance, you're a deserter. | 0:31:16 | 0:31:19 | |
In cases of desertion, you have to prove intent. | 0:31:24 | 0:31:27 | |
The court, as far as it's concerned, | 0:31:27 | 0:31:29 | |
once they've heard Cordionne, the Frenchwoman, | 0:31:29 | 0:31:32 | |
her evidence is absolutely crucial. | 0:31:32 | 0:31:34 | |
"I recognised him as he had been billeted at the farm | 0:31:36 | 0:31:39 | |
"for three weeks. | 0:31:39 | 0:31:41 | |
"He said the Germans had been bombing our trench | 0:31:41 | 0:31:44 | |
"and he had left them | 0:31:44 | 0:31:46 | |
"and was going to England." | 0:31:46 | 0:31:48 | |
The moment that she says he wants to get back to England, | 0:31:51 | 0:31:53 | |
that's it, that's intent. | 0:31:53 | 0:31:55 | |
There is no corroboration for it, | 0:31:55 | 0:31:57 | |
it wouldn't stand up in a regular civil court. | 0:31:57 | 0:31:59 | |
The court makes its decision - | 0:32:02 | 0:32:03 | |
guilty, sentenced to death. | 0:32:03 | 0:32:07 | |
It's over, done and dusted, within 15 minutes, | 0:32:07 | 0:32:10 | |
half an hour, tops. | 0:32:10 | 0:32:12 | |
Army law's not about justice. Army law's about discipline. | 0:32:18 | 0:32:21 | |
GUNSHOTS | 0:32:26 | 0:32:28 | |
This was sent to your grandparents. | 0:32:29 | 0:32:32 | |
Would you mind just reading it to me? | 0:32:32 | 0:32:34 | |
"Private Harris was sentenced after trial by a court martial | 0:32:35 | 0:32:41 | |
"to suffer death by being shot for desertion | 0:32:41 | 0:32:45 | |
"and the sentence was duly executed on 20th March, 1916. | 0:32:45 | 0:32:51 | |
"I am, Sir, your obedient servant, PG Hendley." | 0:32:51 | 0:32:55 | |
I can't imagine what my grandparents and my mother must have felt | 0:32:55 | 0:33:00 | |
on receiving something like this. | 0:33:00 | 0:33:03 | |
Just to be told that your son has been shot for desertion. | 0:33:03 | 0:33:08 | |
It must have bewildered them. | 0:33:09 | 0:33:11 | |
That wasn't justice. | 0:33:18 | 0:33:19 | |
Had it been an officer with shellshock, | 0:33:19 | 0:33:23 | |
I'm quite sure they would have sent him back to England | 0:33:23 | 0:33:27 | |
to go to hospital. | 0:33:27 | 0:33:28 | |
Of the 306 soldiers executed during World War I | 0:33:32 | 0:33:36 | |
for military offences, only two were officers. | 0:33:36 | 0:33:40 | |
But young officers made up a disproportionate share | 0:33:40 | 0:33:43 | |
of battle casualties. | 0:33:43 | 0:33:45 | |
They were often the first to be targeted by the enemy. | 0:33:45 | 0:33:48 | |
We have very little understanding of what it was like to be an officer | 0:33:51 | 0:33:55 | |
and particularly a junior officer. | 0:33:55 | 0:33:56 | |
These were men who had to lead from the front. | 0:33:56 | 0:34:00 | |
They were men who were distinguishable by dress. | 0:34:00 | 0:34:03 | |
So every time an officer went out, they would be in danger. | 0:34:03 | 0:34:07 | |
Therefore, the casualty rates amongst junior officers was the highest. | 0:34:07 | 0:34:11 | |
These men were difficult to replace, | 0:34:13 | 0:34:16 | |
and so you have this incredible situation | 0:34:16 | 0:34:18 | |
where you might have a 16-year-old | 0:34:18 | 0:34:19 | |
in charge of men in their thirties, even forties. | 0:34:19 | 0:34:23 | |
One such 16-year-old leading his men | 0:34:25 | 0:34:28 | |
was the Manchester vicar's son St John Battersby. | 0:34:28 | 0:34:31 | |
He arrived in France with his locally recruited battalion, | 0:34:32 | 0:34:35 | |
the Accrington Pals, in the spring of 1916. | 0:34:35 | 0:34:39 | |
The Pals were joining in a massive build-up of troops | 0:34:43 | 0:34:46 | |
along a 15-mile stretch of the British line | 0:34:46 | 0:34:49 | |
in the area of the Somme. | 0:34:49 | 0:34:50 | |
So they were put on a train, and he describes how this train | 0:34:53 | 0:34:57 | |
eventually came to the end of the line in the middle of a field, | 0:34:57 | 0:35:03 | |
surrounded by ammunition boxes. | 0:35:03 | 0:35:07 | |
There's my dad, 16 years old, really in the war. | 0:35:07 | 0:35:11 | |
He is responsible for 30-odd men. | 0:35:12 | 0:35:16 | |
His decisions may result in them dying or not dying. | 0:35:16 | 0:35:21 | |
St John Battersby was now among 600,000 British troops | 0:35:23 | 0:35:27 | |
gathering for the biggest, and hopefully decisive, offensive of the war. | 0:35:27 | 0:35:32 | |
In fact, all four surviving teenage tommies | 0:35:33 | 0:35:36 | |
were converging on the Somme. | 0:35:36 | 0:35:38 | |
Londoner Ernest Steele was in Gommecourt. | 0:35:38 | 0:35:42 | |
The Cornish miner's son, Cyril Jose, was sent to La Boisselle. | 0:35:42 | 0:35:46 | |
And joining St John Battersby at Serre | 0:35:46 | 0:35:48 | |
was blacksmith's apprentice Horace Iles of the Leeds Pals. | 0:35:48 | 0:35:52 | |
We've now arrived at the exact position | 0:35:56 | 0:35:58 | |
of the Leeds Pals. | 0:35:58 | 0:35:59 | |
What would it have looked like | 0:36:00 | 0:36:02 | |
on the morning of July 1st, their position? | 0:36:02 | 0:36:04 | |
Well, as you said, we're on the exact position | 0:36:04 | 0:36:06 | |
and the line's going straight in line with my arm | 0:36:06 | 0:36:08 | |
towards the top of that coppice, | 0:36:08 | 0:36:10 | |
cos they're going to be heading in this direction, | 0:36:10 | 0:36:12 | |
looking towards those German positions. | 0:36:12 | 0:36:14 | |
And there's been seven days of continuous bombardment, | 0:36:14 | 0:36:17 | |
leading up to this. | 0:36:17 | 0:36:19 | |
Seven days - the greatest barrage the world had ever seen. | 0:36:19 | 0:36:22 | |
And this was to kill, concuss and cave in the German trenches | 0:36:22 | 0:36:25 | |
and to render them incapable of any form of resistance. | 0:36:25 | 0:36:28 | |
-But for Horace, for your relative, it's good news, this pounding. -Yeah. | 0:36:28 | 0:36:32 | |
No-one would have believed that anything could have survived. | 0:36:32 | 0:36:36 | |
I mean, he was hit by a barrage himself and wounded, | 0:36:36 | 0:36:39 | |
so he knew the damage it could do. | 0:36:39 | 0:36:42 | |
"The illustration depicts one of our batteries in action. | 0:36:46 | 0:36:50 | |
"The range of the enemy is found by means of wonderful calculations." | 0:36:50 | 0:36:54 | |
What they'd been told by their officers | 0:36:54 | 0:36:56 | |
that those Germans out there have actually been sent senseless | 0:36:56 | 0:37:00 | |
by this seven-day barrage. | 0:37:00 | 0:37:02 | |
They'll be no Germans out there ready to fight against you. | 0:37:02 | 0:37:05 | |
We're going to walk all the way to Berlin. | 0:37:05 | 0:37:07 | |
The advance was planned for July 1st. | 0:37:21 | 0:37:23 | |
The day began with mist | 0:37:29 | 0:37:32 | |
and the final Allied bombardment got under way. | 0:37:32 | 0:37:36 | |
A British officer wrote of how the air vibrated | 0:37:36 | 0:37:38 | |
and the earth shook. | 0:37:38 | 0:37:40 | |
Across a 16-mile front, | 0:37:42 | 0:37:44 | |
120,000 men got ready to go over the top. | 0:37:44 | 0:37:49 | |
What happened next would become the bloodiest story | 0:37:54 | 0:37:57 | |
in the British Army's history. | 0:37:57 | 0:37:59 | |
There are photographs of men | 0:38:11 | 0:38:13 | |
who rose out of the trenches in the battle of the Somme | 0:38:13 | 0:38:15 | |
and who were felled by this very rapid rate of fire, | 0:38:15 | 0:38:19 | |
knocked down by a barrage of machine gun bullets. | 0:38:19 | 0:38:22 | |
The intention at the Somme was that those machine guns wouldn't be there. | 0:38:24 | 0:38:27 | |
They'd be destroyed by the artillery. | 0:38:27 | 0:38:29 | |
But the Germans survived by digging deep. | 0:38:33 | 0:38:36 | |
The British suffered almost 60,000 casualties | 0:38:36 | 0:38:39 | |
amid the constant machine gun fire. | 0:38:39 | 0:38:41 | |
Waiting to face the machine guns | 0:38:47 | 0:38:49 | |
was the youngest officer at the Somme, | 0:38:49 | 0:38:51 | |
16-year-old St John Battersby. | 0:38:51 | 0:38:54 | |
My father said that he came out of the trench | 0:38:55 | 0:38:58 | |
and was advancing down the hill | 0:38:58 | 0:39:01 | |
with machine gun fire coming from his right. | 0:39:01 | 0:39:06 | |
He said he could see the fire sweeping the field | 0:39:06 | 0:39:09 | |
and he could see men falling before him. | 0:39:09 | 0:39:13 | |
And just as the machine gun arrived and hit him, | 0:39:13 | 0:39:17 | |
it jammed and stopped firing. | 0:39:17 | 0:39:20 | |
He took a number of bullets in the hip | 0:39:22 | 0:39:24 | |
and one that went straight through the forearm. | 0:39:24 | 0:39:27 | |
This 16-year-old....can see the machine gun fire coming towards him | 0:39:27 | 0:39:33 | |
-and he keeps walking towards it. -Yeah. | 0:39:33 | 0:39:35 | |
That's... | 0:39:35 | 0:39:37 | |
It's hard to conceive of that. | 0:39:37 | 0:39:39 | |
When you look at the figures for the wounded and the casualties, | 0:39:51 | 0:39:55 | |
out of the battalion, 87 confirmed killed, | 0:39:55 | 0:40:00 | |
but then 335 "missing". | 0:40:00 | 0:40:03 | |
And you realise that the vast majority of the...the battalion | 0:40:04 | 0:40:11 | |
just simply disappeared. | 0:40:11 | 0:40:13 | |
This land is just full... | 0:40:19 | 0:40:21 | |
..of dead people, to this day. | 0:40:22 | 0:40:24 | |
At the same time on that fateful day, | 0:40:31 | 0:40:34 | |
20 miles away, the tin miner's son, Cyril Jose, | 0:40:34 | 0:40:37 | |
was preparing for battle. | 0:40:37 | 0:40:39 | |
All across the line, men were clambering out of their trenches | 0:40:41 | 0:40:44 | |
into the withering fire of the Germans. | 0:40:44 | 0:40:47 | |
16-year-old Cyril Jose from Cornwall was with the Devonshire Regiment, | 0:40:47 | 0:40:51 | |
attacking the village of Ovillers-la-Boisselle. | 0:40:51 | 0:40:54 | |
They had to cross quarter of a mile of no-man's-land, | 0:40:55 | 0:40:57 | |
ground that sloped upwards towards the German positions. | 0:40:57 | 0:41:01 | |
"Men went down like corn before a scythe. | 0:41:03 | 0:41:06 | |
"Down went Second Lieutenant Gould. | 0:41:07 | 0:41:10 | |
"Across him fell his batman, Harry Hamlyn. | 0:41:10 | 0:41:13 | |
"Both were killed instantly. | 0:41:13 | 0:41:15 | |
"A bullet thumped through my left shoulder and chest, | 0:41:16 | 0:41:19 | |
"knocking me down. | 0:41:19 | 0:41:20 | |
"I panicked and yelled, 'I'm hit!' | 0:41:20 | 0:41:23 | |
"Not until 7am on July 2nd, stiff and in pain, | 0:41:28 | 0:41:33 | |
"did I feel it safe to move. | 0:41:33 | 0:41:35 | |
"Slowly, I began the long crawl back. | 0:41:35 | 0:41:38 | |
"It seemed that I was alone in a field of dead men." | 0:41:38 | 0:41:41 | |
It was only when we read the letters | 0:41:43 | 0:41:45 | |
that we really began to understand what it must have been like for him. | 0:41:45 | 0:41:48 | |
Because after he's wounded, it takes him two days | 0:41:48 | 0:41:51 | |
to crawl through no-man's-land back, all the way back | 0:41:51 | 0:41:56 | |
to the British lines | 0:41:56 | 0:41:58 | |
and he describes himself, his uniform, "purple with blood". | 0:41:58 | 0:42:02 | |
And it took a lot of strength to do that. | 0:42:02 | 0:42:04 | |
And I think, also, he talks, I think, about drinking water | 0:42:04 | 0:42:07 | |
out of the...bottles from dead men's bodies | 0:42:07 | 0:42:10 | |
and for a 17-year-old to do that is just truly scary. | 0:42:10 | 0:42:14 | |
I mean, you just can't imagine how... | 0:42:14 | 0:42:16 | |
The emotions he must have been going through | 0:42:16 | 0:42:19 | |
as he was trying to get back to...to his trench. | 0:42:19 | 0:42:22 | |
"Some big bug thought it a great idea | 0:42:27 | 0:42:29 | |
"to go over in broad daylight | 0:42:29 | 0:42:31 | |
"instead of crawling up as near their parapet in the night. | 0:42:31 | 0:42:34 | |
"Of course, Johnny wouldn't expect us then so much. | 0:42:34 | 0:42:36 | |
"What brains old Douglas must have. | 0:42:39 | 0:42:42 | |
-"Made me laugh when I read his dispatch - -'I -attacked.'" | 0:42:42 | 0:42:46 | |
"Old women in England picturing Sir Doug | 0:42:48 | 0:42:50 | |
"in front of the British waves, | 0:42:50 | 0:42:52 | |
"brandishing his sword at Johnny in the trenches?" | 0:42:52 | 0:42:54 | |
"Attack Johnny from 100 miles back. | 0:42:58 | 0:43:00 | |
"I'll get a job like that in the next war." | 0:43:01 | 0:43:03 | |
That is so much my grandfather. | 0:43:07 | 0:43:09 | |
It's exactly the way he used to talk about the generals | 0:43:10 | 0:43:14 | |
and the way in which he felt that they'd just been thrown | 0:43:14 | 0:43:17 | |
like lambs to the slaughter without any kind of thought | 0:43:17 | 0:43:20 | |
about what it must be like for the men on the front line. | 0:43:20 | 0:43:23 | |
This is a boy who... | 0:43:25 | 0:43:26 | |
18 months earlier, had enlisted at the age of 15, | 0:43:26 | 0:43:30 | |
presumably very enthusiastic about what he was going in for. | 0:43:30 | 0:43:34 | |
And then to come to that sort of reaction. | 0:43:34 | 0:43:37 | |
-Sorry, that letter always makes me...choke up. -Absolutely... | 0:43:38 | 0:43:42 | |
Among the few to reach the German trenches | 0:43:46 | 0:43:48 | |
was Ernest Steele's regiment - but success was short-lived. | 0:43:48 | 0:43:52 | |
"Regiment reached the German line. | 0:43:53 | 0:43:55 | |
"But owing to division on the right failing, | 0:43:55 | 0:43:58 | |
"we had to retire with enormous casualties. | 0:43:58 | 0:44:00 | |
"Out of 3,000, only 600 got back. | 0:44:01 | 0:44:05 | |
"Division covered in glory... and gore." | 0:44:05 | 0:44:09 | |
The slaughter on the Somme marked a critical moment | 0:44:18 | 0:44:21 | |
in the story of the boy soldiers. | 0:44:21 | 0:44:23 | |
As news of casualties emerged, parents began to question | 0:44:23 | 0:44:26 | |
why their children were at the front. | 0:44:26 | 0:44:29 | |
They began to campaign, lobbying the press and politicians | 0:44:29 | 0:44:34 | |
to bring the boys home. | 0:44:34 | 0:44:35 | |
Horace Iles' family in Leeds | 0:44:37 | 0:44:38 | |
was now deeply concerned about their 16-year-old boy. | 0:44:38 | 0:44:42 | |
Horace's sister Florrie writes him a letter. | 0:44:42 | 0:44:46 | |
-You actually have a copy of that letter. -Yeah. | 0:44:46 | 0:44:48 | |
"My dear Horace. | 0:44:50 | 0:44:52 | |
"I'm so glad you are all right so far, | 0:44:52 | 0:44:54 | |
"but I need not tell you what an anxious time | 0:44:54 | 0:44:57 | |
"I am having on your account." | 0:44:57 | 0:44:59 | |
"We did hear that they were fetching all back from France under 19. | 0:45:00 | 0:45:05 | |
"For goodness' sake, Horace, tell them how old you are. | 0:45:05 | 0:45:09 | |
"I'm sure they will send you back if they know you are only 16. | 0:45:09 | 0:45:12 | |
"If you don't do it now, you'll come back in bits | 0:45:14 | 0:45:16 | |
"and we want the whole of you. | 0:45:16 | 0:45:18 | |
"Just remember, I am always thinking of you | 0:45:18 | 0:45:21 | |
"and hoping for your safe return." | 0:45:21 | 0:45:23 | |
"Your loving sister, Florrie." | 0:45:26 | 0:45:27 | |
The problem with it, though, is by the time it got sent over there, | 0:45:32 | 0:45:35 | |
he was already dead. | 0:45:35 | 0:45:37 | |
So she was returned...she was sent back the unopened letter | 0:45:37 | 0:45:42 | |
with just "Killed in Action" written at the top. | 0:45:42 | 0:45:47 | |
My great-great-uncle Horace is somewhere in that field. | 0:45:50 | 0:45:55 | |
I mean, I've read somewhere that he was left out there for a year. | 0:45:56 | 0:46:00 | |
Under growing public pressure, | 0:46:20 | 0:46:22 | |
the army withdrew the underage soldiers from the battlefield | 0:46:22 | 0:46:25 | |
to special camps until they reached their 19th birthdays. | 0:46:25 | 0:46:29 | |
But not all were happy with this. | 0:46:31 | 0:46:33 | |
"They rioted. Every window in the place was shattered. | 0:46:34 | 0:46:38 | |
"Everything breakable was smashed into small bits. | 0:46:38 | 0:46:41 | |
"One of the guards fled to a small room and locked himself in." | 0:46:43 | 0:46:46 | |
These lads, they'd been in action, a lot of them had military medals. | 0:46:48 | 0:46:52 | |
As far as they're concerned, | 0:46:52 | 0:46:53 | |
they are bigger than these chaps who have authority over them. | 0:46:53 | 0:46:57 | |
They're not going to be chivvied to go and clean their barrack rooms. | 0:46:57 | 0:47:00 | |
They're not going to run 20 miles. | 0:47:00 | 0:47:01 | |
They're going to do exactly what they want to do. | 0:47:01 | 0:47:04 | |
Cyril Jose from Cornwall | 0:47:04 | 0:47:06 | |
was recovering from wounds at his camp. | 0:47:06 | 0:47:09 | |
How did Cyril acclimatise to life in the camps himself? | 0:47:09 | 0:47:13 | |
By the time he was wounded on July 1st, | 0:47:13 | 0:47:15 | |
I think he was probably pretty glad to get out of it, | 0:47:15 | 0:47:17 | |
at least for a while. | 0:47:17 | 0:47:18 | |
He would have known that, while the war continued, | 0:47:18 | 0:47:21 | |
his age was getting to the point when he'd have to go back overseas, | 0:47:21 | 0:47:24 | |
so that may have been of some concern to him, | 0:47:24 | 0:47:26 | |
having seen the action he had. | 0:47:26 | 0:47:28 | |
But he was willing to go and he went back. | 0:47:28 | 0:47:30 | |
There must have been guys dreading their birthday. | 0:47:30 | 0:47:33 | |
There are cases where young lads have slit their own throats. | 0:47:33 | 0:47:36 | |
I think his name's McConnell of the 16th Highland Light Infantry, | 0:47:36 | 0:47:39 | |
cuts his own throat because he's hit 19 | 0:47:39 | 0:47:41 | |
and he just cannot face it again. | 0:47:41 | 0:47:43 | |
And that's the tragedy, that's the great tragedy. | 0:47:43 | 0:47:46 | |
But then that's one small tragedy | 0:47:46 | 0:47:47 | |
when there were thousands happening just, you know, 30 miles away. | 0:47:47 | 0:47:50 | |
But not all underage soldiers were sent to the camps. | 0:47:52 | 0:47:56 | |
The shortage of experienced leaders caused by the high casualty rate | 0:47:58 | 0:48:02 | |
meant that teenaged officers could stay and fight, | 0:48:02 | 0:48:06 | |
if they and their parents agreed. | 0:48:06 | 0:48:09 | |
Three months after he was shot on the Somme, | 0:48:09 | 0:48:12 | |
16-year-old St John Battersby was back on the front line. | 0:48:12 | 0:48:16 | |
He was barely two miles from where he'd been wounded. | 0:48:17 | 0:48:20 | |
He's under a bridge across the trench | 0:48:24 | 0:48:26 | |
and a shell landed on top of it. | 0:48:26 | 0:48:28 | |
EXPLOSION | 0:48:28 | 0:48:30 | |
One was killed outright, one had both his legs blown off. | 0:48:30 | 0:48:34 | |
My father had his left leg seriously damaged. | 0:48:35 | 0:48:41 | |
Probably by something like that. | 0:48:41 | 0:48:44 | |
That, on its own, would sever a leg. | 0:48:46 | 0:48:48 | |
Four weeks later, he had the leg amputated. | 0:48:50 | 0:48:53 | |
"To Secretary War Office. | 0:48:55 | 0:48:57 | |
"Sir, I am in receipt of your letter | 0:48:57 | 0:48:59 | |
"informing me that there is no alternative | 0:48:59 | 0:49:02 | |
"but to relinquish my commission, owing to ill health. | 0:49:02 | 0:49:05 | |
"As I am only an amputation case, | 0:49:05 | 0:49:07 | |
"I could do almost any home service duties. | 0:49:07 | 0:49:10 | |
"I would wish to remain in until the end of the war, if possible. | 0:49:10 | 0:49:14 | |
"Your obedient servant, R St John Battersby." | 0:49:14 | 0:49:17 | |
He stayed in until September 1920. | 0:49:18 | 0:49:21 | |
By September 1918, | 0:49:24 | 0:49:26 | |
only two of our teenage tommies were still at war | 0:49:26 | 0:49:29 | |
and both were converging on the battlefield of Epehy | 0:49:29 | 0:49:32 | |
in northern France. | 0:49:32 | 0:49:34 | |
Cyril Jose from Cornwall, now 19, | 0:49:36 | 0:49:38 | |
was back in the trenches from his camp | 0:49:38 | 0:49:41 | |
and getting ready for the final Allied push. | 0:49:41 | 0:49:44 | |
Ernest Steele, the son of the London factory owner, | 0:49:45 | 0:49:48 | |
was now a lieutenant in one of the mobile machine gun units, | 0:49:48 | 0:49:51 | |
coming into their own | 0:49:51 | 0:49:52 | |
as the stalemate in the trenches was broken. | 0:49:52 | 0:49:55 | |
The boy who'd been offered a ticket home back in 1915 | 0:49:57 | 0:50:01 | |
had seen the war through to its final phase. | 0:50:01 | 0:50:04 | |
Ernest knows the Allies now have the momentum. | 0:50:06 | 0:50:09 | |
After three years here, | 0:50:09 | 0:50:11 | |
after turning down the chance to leave, | 0:50:11 | 0:50:14 | |
after becoming a leader and a man, | 0:50:14 | 0:50:17 | |
Ernest can glimpse the end - the promise of home. | 0:50:17 | 0:50:21 | |
On the 17th, Ernest is here, | 0:50:22 | 0:50:24 | |
and these are the Allied trenches right next to the railway line, | 0:50:24 | 0:50:28 | |
and as he's looking out across the fields, | 0:50:28 | 0:50:31 | |
he can see the German line | 0:50:31 | 0:50:32 | |
which they're going to assault the following day. | 0:50:32 | 0:50:35 | |
And on that evening, Ernest writes a letter home. | 0:50:37 | 0:50:40 | |
"Dear Mater and Pater. | 0:50:42 | 0:50:44 | |
"As I don't suppose I shall have a chance | 0:50:44 | 0:50:46 | |
"of writing you again for a few days, | 0:50:46 | 0:50:48 | |
"I thought I'd take the chance of letting you know | 0:50:48 | 0:50:51 | |
"so that you shouldn't worry. | 0:50:51 | 0:50:52 | |
"I think we're winning the war hand over fist now | 0:50:52 | 0:50:55 | |
"and I hope to be home for good in less than a year. | 0:50:55 | 0:50:57 | |
"While I'm out here, I realise more than ever | 0:50:59 | 0:51:01 | |
"all that you have done for me | 0:51:01 | 0:51:03 | |
"and wish I could have a chance to repay you at least a part. | 0:51:03 | 0:51:07 | |
"The best of love from your affectionate son, Ernest." | 0:51:07 | 0:51:10 | |
Early on the morning of September 18th, | 0:51:20 | 0:51:22 | |
Ernest and his machine gunners move forward | 0:51:22 | 0:51:25 | |
ahead of the main group of troops. | 0:51:25 | 0:51:28 | |
The German lines are all across here, | 0:51:29 | 0:51:32 | |
and Ernest and his men are setting up their machine gun positions | 0:51:32 | 0:51:36 | |
so that they'll be able to lay down fire for the infantry | 0:51:36 | 0:51:39 | |
as they move forward. | 0:51:39 | 0:51:40 | |
Covered by machine gun fire, | 0:51:45 | 0:51:47 | |
Cornish boy Cyril Jose was emerging from the trenches. | 0:51:47 | 0:51:51 | |
"We advanced 3,000 yards to put the pincers round St Quentin. | 0:51:54 | 0:51:57 | |
"We took plenty of prisoners. | 0:52:04 | 0:52:06 | |
"Quite a change for me to be in such an easy stunt. | 0:52:06 | 0:52:09 | |
"Jerry put up good resistance. | 0:52:10 | 0:52:12 | |
"I got hit. | 0:52:16 | 0:52:18 | |
"Still, must be thankful for small mercies." | 0:52:18 | 0:52:22 | |
Although Cyril Jose was once again wounded, | 0:52:24 | 0:52:26 | |
the battle of Epehy was a success. | 0:52:26 | 0:52:29 | |
The two-mile advance yielded thousands of prisoners. | 0:52:29 | 0:52:33 | |
But the Allies suffered over 1,200 casualties. | 0:52:33 | 0:52:36 | |
Ernest and his men come into the view of the German troops. | 0:52:38 | 0:52:41 | |
Just as they reached this point here, | 0:52:41 | 0:52:45 | |
at the top of the hill... | 0:52:45 | 0:52:46 | |
..here, at this point, | 0:52:48 | 0:52:49 | |
Ernest is hit by a German sniper. | 0:52:49 | 0:52:53 | |
And he's killed instantly. | 0:52:53 | 0:52:55 | |
It's a sad ending, | 0:53:17 | 0:53:19 | |
but I guess a lot of the men who came out had this ending. | 0:53:19 | 0:53:22 | |
And not...not the returning home | 0:53:23 | 0:53:26 | |
and telling Mater and Pater all about it that he'd hoped. | 0:53:26 | 0:53:29 | |
Ernest's father Edwin, the box maker from Hackney, | 0:53:31 | 0:53:35 | |
created his own memorial to his son. | 0:53:35 | 0:53:37 | |
Edwin never got over the death of his son. | 0:53:45 | 0:53:48 | |
He was heartbroken at the loss | 0:53:50 | 0:53:52 | |
of the bright shining light in the family | 0:53:52 | 0:53:54 | |
he had all these hopes and dreams for. | 0:53:54 | 0:53:57 | |
I don't think he ever looked at the world in the same way again. | 0:53:58 | 0:54:01 | |
# Here we are, here we are | 0:54:02 | 0:54:05 | |
# Here we are again... # | 0:54:05 | 0:54:06 | |
The battle of Epehy saw the end of Cyril Jose's war. | 0:54:06 | 0:54:10 | |
His wound gave him a ticket home to England. | 0:54:10 | 0:54:13 | |
But his war experiences led him to mistrust authority | 0:54:18 | 0:54:21 | |
for the rest of his life. | 0:54:21 | 0:54:23 | |
It explains an awful lot of his attitude | 0:54:24 | 0:54:27 | |
towards the establishment, towards authority. | 0:54:27 | 0:54:29 | |
He never really wanted to be part of that establishment. | 0:54:29 | 0:54:33 | |
-So there he is. -That's him. | 0:54:36 | 0:54:38 | |
He was a jolly person. He was always laughing. | 0:54:38 | 0:54:42 | |
He lived in a caravan in Epping Forest for a long time. | 0:54:42 | 0:54:46 | |
He'd just do whatever he had to do for money, and that was it. | 0:54:46 | 0:54:48 | |
As long as he had money for his books, that was all he cared about. | 0:54:48 | 0:54:52 | |
The vicar's son, St John Battersby, who lost his leg in the war, | 0:54:58 | 0:55:01 | |
himself became a vicar of a small rural parish. | 0:55:01 | 0:55:05 | |
He was a very thoughtful man. | 0:55:06 | 0:55:08 | |
Playful. He didn't drive. | 0:55:10 | 0:55:13 | |
He walked up and down this hill to visit the people in the village. | 0:55:13 | 0:55:17 | |
He wanted to have somewhere | 0:55:17 | 0:55:21 | |
that was...safe and calm and assured. | 0:55:21 | 0:55:27 | |
If you've spent three years of not knowing | 0:55:28 | 0:55:30 | |
whether you would be alive in the next 15 seconds or not, | 0:55:30 | 0:55:33 | |
being assured that that was going to be the case here | 0:55:33 | 0:55:36 | |
would be...would be good news. | 0:55:36 | 0:55:39 | |
The war haunted the families of the dead, | 0:55:42 | 0:55:45 | |
like 17-year-old Jewish boy Aby Bevistein, | 0:55:45 | 0:55:49 | |
executed for desertion. | 0:55:49 | 0:55:50 | |
My mother never spoke about him. | 0:55:52 | 0:55:55 | |
But I do recall, though, | 0:55:55 | 0:55:56 | |
when November 11th used to come around each year, | 0:55:56 | 0:56:01 | |
that she would go into the dining room, | 0:56:01 | 0:56:04 | |
close the doors and have a really good sob. | 0:56:04 | 0:56:08 | |
I regret, I regret very much | 0:56:10 | 0:56:13 | |
not having gone in and asked her why. | 0:56:13 | 0:56:17 | |
It brought back memories of... of the brother that she lost. | 0:56:19 | 0:56:23 | |
Lost to the world. | 0:56:25 | 0:56:27 | |
Horace Iles' great grandnephew - just 16 himself - | 0:56:37 | 0:56:41 | |
has come to visit his grave for the first time. | 0:56:41 | 0:56:44 | |
"For Horace and all the Leeds Pals. | 0:56:55 | 0:56:57 | |
"May you all rest in peace, | 0:56:57 | 0:56:59 | |
"knowing you're not forgotten | 0:56:59 | 0:57:00 | |
"and have our gratitude. | 0:57:00 | 0:57:02 | |
"From four Leeds Pals - | 0:57:02 | 0:57:05 | |
"Phil, Dave, Steve, Rick." | 0:57:05 | 0:57:08 | |
(Rest in peace.) | 0:57:09 | 0:57:10 | |
The thing that set me off was the... | 0:57:20 | 0:57:24 | |
..the wreath of poppies. | 0:57:27 | 0:57:30 | |
There was a...there was a letter | 0:57:32 | 0:57:36 | |
written on it from four servicemen. | 0:57:36 | 0:57:39 | |
They'd just written "To all who died here... | 0:57:39 | 0:57:43 | |
"..with our friends, that you have our ever-serving gratitude." | 0:57:44 | 0:57:49 | |
Just...just...sorry... | 0:57:51 | 0:57:54 | |
HE SIGHS | 0:57:57 | 0:57:59 | |
I'm happy for...who he was... | 0:58:02 | 0:58:05 | |
..and grateful for what he did. | 0:58:07 | 0:58:09 | |
And that's all I really can do. | 0:58:10 | 0:58:14 | |
OK. | 0:58:18 | 0:58:19 | |
The horror of total war | 0:58:25 | 0:58:26 | |
changed the lives of thousands of teenage soldiers. | 0:58:26 | 0:58:29 | |
For the dead, and the survivors, what was lost here was youth | 0:58:31 | 0:58:36 | |
and all its hopes. | 0:58:36 | 0:58:37 |