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another, when he was supposed to be a man of peace ? The 

 brilHant writers perhaps had not brains enough to grasp the 

 fact that the way to keep peace is by being prepared for war, 

 but probably these letter-writers have by now quite changed 

 their views. 



Mr. Hall left England to join the troops as chaplain on board 

 the Aragon, since torpedoed in the Mediterranean. Colonel 

 Carrington Smith, commanding the 2nd Hants Regiment, was 

 most sympathetic both to Mr. Hall and Mr. Hardy, the Wesleyan 

 Padre on the Aragon, helping as much as possible to facilitate 

 their work. Colonel Carrington Smith was killed on the bridge 

 of the Clyde that desperate Sunday, April 25th. 



On arrival at Mudros Bay those on board the Aragon found 

 the inner and outer harbours crowded with men-of-war, trans- 

 ports, and other vessels. 



Mr. Hall tells me he found it difficult amidst the excitement 

 attending a campaign to carry on his Confirmation classes. I 

 should have thought it would have been quite impossible, 

 mingled with rehearsals of landing and so forth, and I wonder he 

 tried to keep them up at such a time, when the men could have 

 so little leisure for quiet thought and preparation ; but no doubt 

 he had good reasons for endeavouring to hold the classes. 



Various journeys had to be undertaken by Mr. Hall to and 

 from the Implacable and Euryalus and from beach to beach. 

 These he says he enjoyed on launches " under the care of that 

 most entrancing of heroic souls, a young middy." As most of 

 these journeys were undertaken amidst shrapnel salutations 

 they must have been exciting. 



Then came that fateful Sunday, April 25th. Breakfast was 

 at 5.30. Near Mr. Hall sat Brigadier-General Napier, Major 

 T. D. Costeker, who had won his D.S.O. in France rn 1914, 

 Colonel D. F. Cayley, and Colonel Carrington Smith. Out of 

 the four three were killed before the sun was up and without 

 having set foot on shore. Captain Walford, Brigade Major of 

 the Royal Artillery, a warrior-student rich in promise, won his 

 posthumous V.C. by his gallant leading of the decisive charge 

 through the narrow ways of Sedd-el-Bahr ; and countless others, 

 each more heroic, if possible, than the last. 



I have in a previous chapter described the terrific bombard- 

 ment at that landing from the war-vessels of the Allies, which it 



