Mereworth (pronounced Merryworth) is a small village in the Kent countryside, not far from Maidstone, our county town and home of regimental headquarters. It has a fine church, dating from the mid 1700s, the earlier building having been demolished by the then new owner of Mereworth Castle. Inside the church of St Lawrence are a number of memorial plaques and rolls of honour to local men who served and fell during the Great War.
The churchyard contains two Commonwealth War Graves, one for a soldier of the London Irish Rifles and the other of a Royal West Kent regiment man. The other notable grave in the churchyard is that of Rear Admiral Charles Lucas VC, the first man ever to be awarded the Victoria Cross, which he received for bravery during the Crimean War.
It doesn’t look as if anyone has researched and published material on these men (apologies if I am wrong), and so I thought I would see what I could discover about the men of the village who served with the Royal West Kent Regiment.
In September 1914 the Kent Messenger reported on a recruitment meeting held in the meadow at Mereworth Rectory in response to Lord Kitchener’s appeal for men to join the New Army. Principal speakers including Major Wood Martyn and local aristocrat, Viscount Torrington.
Major Wood Martyn’s speech began by considering the historic defence of liberty, including in the Napoleonic wars. Addressing the younger men of the village, he acknowledged that they lived under a system of voluntary service with no obligation to enlist but “...if, just because it was more comfortable, they preferred to sit at home and let the other fellows face the German shrapnel – if they were holding back merely because there was better money to be made and better food to be enjoyed here in Kent than out there in the trenches – then they were not Englishman!”
According to the Messenger’s report “he told of the new Battalion that was being raised of the Royal West Kent’s, and, saying that he himself hoped to go out with it and serve under his younger brother, he invited the men to come and join.”
Accordingly several men, along with Viscount Torrington, travelled to the West Kent’s depot at Maidstone the following day, with seven more doing the same the day after that.
Those first new recruits were: Ernest Baker, Thomas Burton, Hubert Holdstock, Edmund Moore, Robert Saunders, Viscount Torrington, Richard Holding, William Coombes, Walter Weller, William Dulborough, and Arnold Brooker.
Three others, John and Frank Reynolds, and Ernest South were refused on health grounds.
Tom Burton was one of the earliest casualties from this group who joined up together. Aged twenty, he was serving with C Company of 6th Battalion when he died of his wounds on 6 July 1915. He was buried at Bailleul Communal Cemetery Extension.
The next Mereworth casualty was also serving with C Company in 6th Battalion. He died on 15 October 1915. Edgar Goose was an only son and his father had died just before he left for the front.
Hubert Holdstock also served with 6th Battalion, enlisting in August 1914. A former groom and then chauffeur to Viscountess Torrington, he continued in service with the family after her death. After Hubert’s death on 3 July 1916, the Kent Messenger noted that of the six Mereworth men who had served with the same company, only two now remained. He was also the third to lose his life, the fourth having lost a limb and been discharged.
Lance Corporal Baker, again with C Company, 6th Battalion appeared in the paper having been Mentioned in Despatches. Baker, who was now twenty and had received his first stripe when he was nineteen, had been singled out for his recent participation in bomb throwing for fourteen hours.
Albert Diprose was twenty-one when he enlisted at Tonbridge in Kent. He arrived in France with 1st Battalion on 1 May 1915 and served with A Company. His death was presumed as on or after 22 July 1916.
Henry Bassett, although not included among those who enlisted with Lord Torrington, was an early joiner who volunteered shortly after his eighteenth birthday. Bassett had been popular in the village, a good actor and singer, he also trained with the Red Cross and had helped instruct the local Boy Scouts, as well as being a member of the Volunteer Fencibles.
Private Cheeseman of Butcher’s Lane, Mereworth, was a reservist, recalled at the start of war. He had been wounded in April 1915 and was invalided home before returning to the front on his recovery. He returned in early May 1916. He was wounded on 15 September 1916 and subsequently died of his wounds, leaving a wife and young son.
Lewis Newman was not among the earliest of the Mereworth recruits to the regiment but he joined up only a few months later in early 1915. Slightly older than the other local recruits, he had served in France for just over a year, including being present at Trones Wood, before he was killed.
Alfred Pett had enlisted underage, in November 1914 when he was sixteen. He died on 12 July 1917 after serving in France for a year.
Frank Reynolds was one of the local men initially declined in August 1914 as unfit. Later accepted, he served with C Company of 10th Battalion. Frank died in July 1917 at Waltham Abbey Hospital and was buried in the churchyard at Mereworth.
By the time the war memorial to the fallen was unveiled in Mereworth, Captain Wood Martyn had been promoted to Colonel, and been invited to unveil the memorial. Wood Martyn had had a successful war, commanding 10th Battalion of the Royal West Kents, Mentioned in Despatches several times, he was appointed DSO in August 1917 according to the citation
For conspicuous gallantry and devotion to duty in leading his battalion to the assault, which was completely successful. He superintended consolidation throughout the day, setting a very fine example of personal courage and good leadership.
The Messenger, which reported on the ceremony, noted that “Not only did he commence recruiting in Mereworth in August 1914, but a number of the village lads were actually under his command in the 10th Royal West Kent’s”
In his speech he observed that “It was not the people on whom honours were showered who had won the war, but the plain infantry soldier.”
Plain infantry soldiers such as the men from this small village in the heart of Kent, who are remembered with honour in their parish church.
During research for another Great War project (at sevenoaksww1.org), one comment from a witness statement regarding the death of Lieutenant Henry Arthur Poland, who was one of several officers killed at Hill 60 in April 1915, lodged in my memory. There were, wrote Lieutenant Colonel Robinson in a statement kept in Poland’s records, ‘about 3000 corpses on a space 150 yards square’. Two other Sevenoaks men, Privates Thomas Francis and John Tester also ended their lives in action at the Hill. The stark statistic in Robinson’s statement prompted me to reflect further about these events, a significant action for the Regiment in the early months of 1915. Who were these men; where were they from in Kent; how was the action at Hill 60 reported, and what did those who survive think of it? This article attempts to answer these questions.
Hill 60 had been an insignificant manmade mound of excavated earth South East of Zillebeke. War transformed it into an important observation point with commanding views of the Ypres Salient and gave the Germans ‘sight of many of our trenches’. It was for this vantage point that the Royal West Kents fought.
The initial assault on the Hill by 13th Brigade of 5th Division was successful. The West Kents had moved into position on the night of Friday 16th having waded through deep water in disused trenches, every man carrying as much ammunition as he could. After a long quiet day of waiting in position, following the explosion of the large mines that had been placed under and around the hill from 7pm, and with supporting artillery and covering fire, the hill was taken swiftly with minimal casualties, any suffered being more attributed to falling debris from the mine explosions rather than enemy fire.
Initially caught off guard, the enemy gave little defence and the dazed Saxon survivors surrendered to men of C Company who had rushed forward to deal with any survivors and secure the position. Sergeant Stroud DCM later stated: ‘The attack was, apparently, unexpected as the Germans had neither on their boots nor equipment’.
A captured German officer remarked ‘It was just like an earthquake and my whole platoon must have been wiped out‘.
Private Frank Piggott later observed that: ‘…the vibration was felt in the trenches 150 yards back, the earth swaying.’
The German response to the capture, however, was swift and merciless, carried out under the weight of a bombardment with the full capacity of their artillery. This hampered the Royal West Kents as they set about building a defensive position in the shattered earth and digging communication trenches under shellfire. Under this barrage the regiment, with C and B Companies at the summit and A and D in support, held its gain until B and C Companies were relieved before dawn on 18th by the King’s Own Scottish Borderers. The arrival of the relief battalions coincided with a reinvigorated assault by the Germans. Only one platoon of each company led by Lieutenant Walker (B Company) and Second Lieutenant Poland (C Company) had not yet departed the Hill and both platoons quickly headed back to support.
D and A Companies were later brought forward once again and suffered heavy losses until both companies and the King’s Own were withdrawn and replaced by 18th Duke of Wellington’s. A shell taking the lives of many in D Company just as they arrived at Ypres.
At home, the press reported on the heroic actions of the West Kents together with more detailed individual accounts of men wounded or worse.
In its 1st May edition, The Kent Messenger reported on ‘severe losses’, noting:
‘The attack and defence of Hill 60, near Ypres, has been very expensive to the West Kent Regiment, who led the attack…their losses during last week amounted to over 500. To replace these, and others, drafts of over 600 have been sent out from 3rd Reserve Battalion during the past fortnight.
What our troops withstood can to some degree be realized if it be remembered that the space fought over on the four and a half days between April 17th and 21st was only about 250 yards in length by about 200 in depth. On to that small area the enemy hurled tons of metal and high explosive, and at times the hillside was wreathed in clouds of poisonous fumes. Yet our gallant infantry did not give way. They stood firm under a fire which swept away whole sections at a time, filled the trenches with dead bodies, and so cumbered the approaches to the front lines that reinforcements could not reach it without having to climb over the prostrate forms of their fallen comrades’.
The report described how, despite these losses, the men, including wounded, were ‘extremely cheerful, for they know that the fight for Hill 60 has cost the Germans far more than it has us’.
The paper went on to note that the relative ease of the taking of the Hill was followed by the strength of the German counter-attack, which:
‘…soon increased to a terrific ferocity. Under the continuous light of star shells all Saturday night till Sunday morning high explosive shrapnel, bombs from trench mortars, hand grenades, and bullets from machine guns and rifles searched Hill 60, while the British hastily constructed improvised defences and Maxims, and more men were brought up to replace the dead and wounded. At one time only 30 men of the West Kents held the summit of the hill against a German attack.’
Private Piggott again, quoted in the Bromley and District Times, by whom he was interviewed back home after having been injured at the Hill stated: ‘I got my wound as I was going up the Hill with hand grenades. I was just about to throw one when a shell burst just over the top of the trench, and that is about all I can remember.’
The Kent Messenger noted the action again in its May 29 edition: West Kents at Hill 60 – Desperate Fighting – Several Hundred casualties. Over 50 Killed.
Reports from the Front show the severity of the German counter-attacks last Sunday, after the British had taken the important and commanding Hill 60 near Ypres. It is evident that the West Kents, who had just come from billets, were in the encounters. Among those who fell in the fight was Captain Tuff. The paper quoted a letter written home to Maidstone by an anonymous NCO:
‘…The weather was simply splendid. You will no doubt be reading in the papers of the doings of the old Dublin Brigade (the West Kents). They have distinguished themselves again…Our ‘friends’ got the shock of their lives and won’t forget what they got in a hurry. When the regiment was coming back to the rest camp (after the battle), the reception we got from the other regiments and brigades brought a lump to our throats big enough to choke you – cheers and yells of ‘Good old Kents’.
The action took a heavy toll among officers, illustrated by a sobering image taken the day before the assault. The majority of the men in this group were killed and or wounded within the next twenty-four hours.
Given the extraordinary fighting on such a small amount of ground, it is no surprise that the bodies of some of these officers were never recovered but are instead recorded on the Menin Gate. This was thought to include Captain Cecil Tuff, who had led D Company but recent research revealed that Captain Tuff’s body was lying anonymously in a Commonwealth War Grave in the Oosttaverne Wood Cemetery, Belgium. Tuff’s grave was rededicated in May 2019 with his great niece and nephew in attendance.
Some confusion surrounded the circumstances of Second Lieutenant Henry Poland’s death. He was initially reported missing and then posted as killed in action. His parents, thinking that he may have been taken prisoner, or later attempting to find an anonymous stretcher bearer who they believed may have had information on where their son was buried, desperately attempted to build a picture of his last moments.
Lieutenant Colonel Robinson recorded in a note that “There is absolutely nothing known about him – I have written twice to his father – there were only two survivors of his platoon and I questioned both of them closely – the fighting was extremely confused and at close quarters for the best part of 3 days. We calculated at the end that there were about 3000 corpses on a space 150 yards square. It is not difficult to imagine how men disappeared from sight”.
Major Joslin, who was killed in the early hours of the 18th, had long been with the regiment and was a veteran of the South African wars. A brother office wrote of him: ‘And in action he was splendid, quite without fear, and able by his example to inspire and encourage those around him. But in your sorrow should mingle pride, for to the very end he did his duty right well, and did much to keep the regimental standard of self sacrifice as high as it is now. And such records never die.’ Both Lieutenant Walker (who according to some reports was killed with Joslin as he walked alongside him) and Second Lieutenant Job were sons of vicars. The latter’s father, Reverend Job, wrote to the Secretary of War from his vicarage in Dudley on 23rd April: ‘I am anxious to know some particulars of his death, and I should be glad if you will let me know to whom I ought to write for this. Will his personal effects be sent on in due course? There are some things especially that we should treasure’.
The Regiment had the dubious honour of being among the first to experience the use of gas by the Germans. Men who were washing in the early morning of 18 April first thought that something in the water was causing their eyes to sting. Belfast newspaper, the Northern Whig, reported:
The terrible effects of the asphyxiating gas employed by the Germans was testified by Private G White of the 1st Royal West Kent Regiment, who is suffering from the effects of the gas in his eyes. He said that after Hill 60 had been blown up by the sappers the West Kents attacked and captured one trench without any casualties.
After the capture of the Hill by the British the enemy opened a heavy artillery fire, and their shells emitted poisonous gas which rendered men senseless. The gas entered his mouth and eyes, temporarily blinding him, and rendering him unconscious.
Three soldiers fighting beside him died of the fumes, which left a burning sensation in the head. He declared that this was the most terrible weapon yet used by the Germans in the war. When informed of the pads which were being made for the mouth to counteract the effects of the gas, he said they would not be entirely effective because they did not protect the eyes. White added that he left Dublin with his regiment on 14th August last, and had been at the front ever since.
As the weeks progressed obituaries and personal accounts, either from letters home or interviews conducted by local papers with wounded men were published. Private Wickens wrote to his parents in Tunbridge Wells which was reported in The Courier. According to his account:
After exploding the mines, a bayonet charge was made in the midst of shells bursting all round and the attack was pressed home. The shelling was tremendous and…it was quite the experience of his life, but he put his trust in God, and has come through it all safe and well…it is maddening to see one’s comrades blown to pieces by German shells but hundreds of Germans went up with the hill that was blown up. One of their officers was buried alive, and when the British dug him out, he turned round and shot his rescuer, with the result that he was not spared.
Wickens also explained that he had not got any German helmets for the children as he was, unsurprisingly, ‘too busy to pick them up‘.
Richard Carman, another Tunbridge Wells member of the Regiment suffered more severely. A long-standing territorial who had subsequently entered the National Reserve, he was recalled at the outbreak of hostilities and arrived in France in February 1915. Forty-one year old Carman was struck by shrapnel and wounded in the right shoulder and ribs and was recovering in a Military Hospital in Southampton when The Courier reported his case.
He wrote from his hospital bed:
‘It was a lucky get-off for me. We did not lose many of our men going up the hill; it was when they attempted to retake the position that we suffered. I got hit at 3 a.m., and had to walk all the way to Ypres hospital, with shells dropping all around. Thank God, we are in old England now’.
Carman made a full recovery and returned to service. Wounded three times during the war, he was with 8th Battalion of the West Kents when he was reported missing on 20 March 1918. He is remembered on the Thiepval Memorial.
George Barnes of Great Chart in Kent was another private serving with 1st Battalion. His letters home are preserved as part of the Great Chart Sailors and Soldiers War Fund archive. Barnes, like other serving men from the village, was the recipient of letters and parcels from home and his replies were carefully kept. His final letter was written on 10 May, eleven days before he died and shortly after his 36th birthday.
To my dear friends of Great Chart, I am just sending you a few lines to thank you so very much for the parcel of cake and other numerous comforts which I received on my birthday on 8th May, we had just come back for a day of rest for we have been at it ever since I wrote to you, before we had just that one night and are still under shellfire, a beautiful big town bought to the ground by shell and fire but we are safe enough and I think we are …pretty hard on them now or at least I sincerely hope to see the dastardly work they are doing here. I am sure that any fellows in England could only realise the destruction that is being done out here and compare it that we had lacked out and let the enemy get into our country would not hesitate one moment to give his hand and help to the old land for they are all needed that are fit and available.
Yes, my dear friends, I must admit that we were in a very funny predicament a fortnight ago today as we got gassed as you have already seen in the papers and so we wandered away and that is how I lost my wallet, not only that I lost the whole of my pack, but I came back in daylight of the same day and very soon made up a fresh kit so that was alright.
A note in the scrapbook records that ‘This is Private G. Barnes last letter – Eleven days after writing this he died of fever, exhaustion, and gas, the effects of the severe fighting for Hill 60.
By now the battalion was a mix of old soldiers who had been based in Dublin in August 1914 and newer recruits, who had signed up on the outbreak of war. Local papers carried the obituaries of pre-war regulars and recent joiners alike.
With so many casualties, many Kent families were affected by the loss of loved ones. The loss of Private Walter Alfred Chapman of Maidstone was perhaps unique in that the young soldier’s father was serving with him and recalled his last conversation with his son on 17th April.
According to the Kent Messenger, Chapman, of 4, Canning Street, Maidstone, was with the regiment in Chatham in August 1914, (having enlisted in the May of that year). At the front, the young private had volunteered for bomb throwing. Having followed in the footsteps of his father, Lance Corporal Amos Chapman, who had served for twenty-one years and fought with the regiment in South Africa, Walter died shortly after their final farewell.
Amos wrote home:
Our poor Wally wrote his last letter to you on his birthday, which was the day we came out of the trenches for eight days rest. We have been at it since the 17th., the night we took Hill 60, and that is the place where our poor Wally was killed. We had just on 300 men killed and wounded, including eight officers, and since then we have lost another 200 killed and wounded. So, you see the old regiment is still keeping its name up.
Don’t worry too much about me. I only wish it had been me who had gone under instead of our poor boy, because he had got the whole of his young life in front of him., and he was as brave and good a lad, as anyone will tell you. He had volunteered for the bomb-throwing party and was with C Company instead of his own. I am very pleased to think I was out here with him. When I left him the night before he was killed, I kissed him and said ‘Goodnight, Wall, God bless you; don’t forget to look after yourself’. He replied, ‘All right dad, don’t worry about me; I shall be all right’. He was just as happy as could be. The man who was with him at the last described him as ‘a brave youngster and a good boy’. The last words he said were, ‘I hope my poor dad is all right, and not worrying too much about me. Then he was gone, almost immediately, and they tell me he did not suffer’.
Sir John French’s praise for the regiment in the taking of the Hill was widely reported and the action generated feelings of immense pride for the West Kents. Our anonymous NCO in the Kent Messenger again:
The way the boys came home you would never have dreamt they had been in one of the most desperate fights in the world’s history. You might have thought they were coming home from a circus to hear them singing ‘Tipperary’ and all the ragtimes going. You can’t help feeling proud of being in the old regiment. No doubt we shall be hearing more about the Kents never ‘losing a trench’ or anything else they get hold of’.
Perhaps the last word should go to Private Manewell, whose poem was published in the Kent Messenger of July 31st 1915.
It was a glorious victory,
Re-echo it with pride:
It shows how gallant soldiers
So nobly fought and died.
We never shall forget the day,
It clings right to us still,
And may God bless the boys who fought
At Number 60 Hill.
Atkinson, Captain C.T The Queen’s Own Royal West Kent Regiment
Cave, Nigel. Hill 60, Ypres, Pen and Sword Books Ltd
Molony, Major C.V INVICTA with the 1st Battalion The Queen’s Own Royal West Kent Regiment in the Great War
Great Chart Letters and Correspondence, Kent County Archives, Ch144/C3
Northern Whig, Monday 3 May 1915
The Kent Messenger, various editions, April to June 1915
The Bromley and District Times, Friday 7 May 1915
The Courier, April 30 1915
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