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12 September 2015

80 – Douvrin, 12 September 1915


 



80 – Douvrin, 12 September 1915
[Sunday]
Prellbock, 15 September 1915 . Forgot to post this letter!

Dear family,
I received mother’s letter of the 5th, and parcels nr 311, 314, 315. Many thanks for eveything.
I believe I already replied to that letter, so I don’t have much to write about today.
One thing: Mais would like a print from every photograph, can you bring those to them please.
Heiny Mais sent for a roll of film, and used it all up. The Mais’s will have it developed and printed themselves, and they will bring you a print of every photograph.
This morning we had Bataillonsexerzieren [Batallion-drill]. Nowadays a whole batallion is at rest, it used to be only 3 companies at a time. It was fun and interesting this morning, not at all as bad as I thought it would be. Bit by bit we are trained again for mobile warfare. But I believe that that is to be much preferred over this boring trench warfare, but it will also be a lot more demanding.
Tomorrow we’re going on a pleasure trip. I won’t write you where to yet. You’ll be getting a postcard from there tomorrow. It will amaze you, because there is still a war going on?
Unofrtunately I don’t have much money left. When we come into rest the next time we’ll probably move on. Please take that into account. You need a lot of money here if you want to get something extra. Everything is so expensive, and there are days that you don’t receive any parcels so that you háve to buy something. You’ve got to know that, when parcels arrive, this poor soul will not rest untill he ate everything.
In the trenches the mail always arrives at around 11 at night, and when I then get back from guardduty I can’t help myself to heat up and exterminate all the vegetables and meat, or whatever it was you sent me.
Everybody does that. We dó get something to put on our bread here, cheese, ham, sausage, tinned meat, everything really nice and tasty, and also, and that will amaze you, marmelade almost every day. It gets you through the day, but it’s not quite enough really.
Furthermore we get something to smoke every day, Horchpostenzigarren [= not very good cigars] and Cycle cigarettes, made in America, and as strong as two horses. [*1]  Where they found thóse……  We’re getting the same for months already. Work it out: 3 cigarettes per person just about every day, and that’s not just óur Company.
I have a little job now, for one night only, when we’re in the trenches: making two signs with “Stennes Graben”on it. For that I need the whole night of course. And I rustled up a candle from the Feldwebel, and 20 cigarettes from the Leutnant.
I’ll draw it for you, so you see which genial font I’ve used:


Much better in real life of course. Now, don’t my artistic skills leave you breathless? Yeah, the skills you need to have when you’re with the Prussians.
I can hear father now: “All those big letters, surely you can’t read those”
With many warm greetings
Your Fritz
I tensely await Hanne’s letter.


[*1] Cycle cigarettes


The original letter:


6 September 2015

78 - Prellbock, 6 September 1915





Prellbock, 6 September 1915
[Monday]

Dear family,
I received mother’s letters of the 28th and 1st, and upto now parcels nr 297, 298, 299, 300, 301, 302, 303, 304, 305. Many thanks for everything.
Yesterday I mailed you filmroll nr 4 with the following exposures:
No. 1 failed, No. 2 Heinrich Mais, No.3 nothing, No. 4 me, No. 5 someone else, No. 6 N.N., No. 7 nothing, No. 8 N.N., No. 9 group with French machinegun, No. 10 the enlisted gentlemen of the Prellbock, No. 11 The gentlemen Feldwebel Lieth from Elberfeld and Offizierstellvertreter Scheffel from Barmen, who goes on holiday on the 8th and would like to pick up the photographs at yours,
No. 12 H.Pass etc with the Scherenfernrohr at the Stammheim [Company-headquarters] [*1]
No. 1-9 were taken in the Stennes trenches near the Prellbock, No. 10-11 at the Prellbock itself, and No. 12 in the Stammheim. 3 failed unfortunately, I wasn’t quite awake yet when I took those. Number of prints as per usual. Maybe this time, by exception, 2  of No. 9 for every person on it, same for No. 10 and 3 for the Feldwebel, No. 11 and 5 also 3 prints.
I didn’t mention No. 11, those are both the Feldwebels of the Prellbock.
And now to mother’s letter of 28th August. I am happy mother read Sanghofer’s book [*2]. I’ve read it too, here in the library.
Please have mother send Mr. Ganghofer my regards, and that I thank him for the compliment he made us, but for the future I do hope he has the goodness to be so kind as to go and write novels again, it suits him better.
You can better read the similar book by Sven Hedin[*3]. I can’t really stomach the twaddle by that other young man.
I’m glad to hear the song I wrote you about is not known in Barmen. It seems to be sung more in Cologne and surroundings. [See letter nr 74].
It greatly, really greatly, surprised me you guessed that those tins are in fact handgrenades, also because it says on the rim: “Before use – not “don’t shake”- but “Insert detonator””, which in reality is already in there.
And you know everything about the use of mirrors too! One thing you don’t know is that we don’t use large mirrors but small ones. We dó have large mirrors in wooden boxes, but they’re shot to pieces too often, as you can see on Photograph nr 30, in the right hand corner.  [*5]
It’s a sport for me these days to shoot at Tommy’s mirrors/perioscopes, and I’ve hit a whole lot of them already, including one Scherenfernrohr. [*4]
The fight I described you was only an exercise [see letter nr 74], and our Leutnant did not get the Iron 1st for thát, it was awarded to him at that time for proven bravery before.  As I already wrote you he really díd deserve it, through his patrols etc. He is not one of those officers who hides in his bomb-free dugout, and pulls the blankets over his head, when the going gets a little tough.
Unfortunately officers like that dó exist. Take e.g. a Leutnant of the M.G.K. (Machine Gewehr Kompanie = the machinegunners). If he shows up at the Prellbock, and he irritates the Machinegun guys in one way or the other, then one of them – without him seeing it of course – throws a handgrenade over the parapet, and one minute later Herr Leutnant is gone again, thinking Tommy is firing grenades.  
Now to mother’s list of questions from the 1st of this month.
First of all those mysterious things from the earlier letters, which you cannot place, but then nobody can. Well, I can just as well write you what it is. In about 6-7 weeks I’m eligible for holidays. Every week 10 men of the Kompanie go away for 10 days. I really wanted to surprise you by waltzing in one fine morning.
But because, as they tell us here, vast amounts of troops are sent here from the East, I don’t think anything will come from it, and we’ll be on our way to London by then. I’d expected Mrs Mais to have spoken to mother about that already.
But to the photographs now:  [see letters 73 and 74 for the photographs]
No. 1 and 2 are both from my group, No. 1 from Barmen, No. 2 from Schwelm.
By the way: during the day we have to stand guard for 2 hours, and at night 2 x 2 hours. Sitting is actually forbidden.
Otto Mertens is not grim at all, but very funny most of the time, just like I am not at all so trauerklötig [depressed, gloomy] as I appear on photographs.  No. 7 is indeed in the Uhrgraben (still written with an h).
I don´t have a print anymore of No. 8 so I unfortunately can´t answer mother´s question.
No. 12 is not a lock, but the harbour of Auchy . Then I’d like to know why the person on No. 13 would be Herr Pätzold. The young man is still called Herr Gumpertz, the very poetic editor of our Schützenzeitung. Furthermore, as travelling salesman in cigars and cigarettes, and as K.I. [Korpsintendant?], a chatterbox/bletherer first class.
And of course everyone, of whom the photograph turned out okay, is véry happy. Surely that goes without saying. Mother shouldn’t worry about that. By the way, as “Kompaniephotograph” [Company’s photographer], I now get many invitations to come and have something to eat, baked potatoes or Reibekuchen [Potatoe-pancakes], which of course I always accept. Or somebody comes by “Shall I get you water today?”, which I then decline.
Really a shame some heads are missing on some photographs. My legs turned out well though on No. 21.
No. 24: those six guys are not ín the Stollen [tunnel], that’s the group that works in Stollen 1. How do you imagine Stollen look like? As far as I know Stollen are still beneath the earth, and it’s much too dark there to take photographs.
And why do you think it’s cooks on No. 25? Those are Mineurs [Miners]. Our fieldkitchen is in Auchy, and someone goes and gets the food every afternoon in large kettles. Maybe mother thought they were cooks because of that fine hat on the right, made out of a sandbag?
No. 26, the straps are from a Brotbeutel [Breadbag]. On the post on the left hangs an alarm horn. This young man is called Herrn Stoffel, his father is a Bandwirkermeister [weaver] in Ferkesdorf [probaly a nickname for an industrial town/area near Barmen].
No. 27 is very old already, he is 22, and also from Barmen.
The 4 guys on No. 29 did not capture that French machinegun themselves. I don’t know where it comes from. In any case it’s not there on the Prellbock as a piece of art, but to shoot at Tommy.
By the way: those French machineguns are really not that good. Our German, and also English, machineguns are much much better.
The cap on No. 33 came from a shop in Auchy. Or did you not think we stripped Auchy of everything to furnish our dugouts?  Nowadays there’s hardly anything left there, you have to go to La Bassée now if you want to find anything of use.
I’m delighted to hear you have me, 100x enlarged from photograph no. 35, hanging above the writingdesk. But it’s still a little too small for my liking. The same size as the photograph of Aunt Vollmer, which hung above the heater upstairs, would have been much nicer and more suitable, don’t you think? But well, the photograph can rejoice about me not coming for a holiday.
Don’t have any special wishes at the moment. Oh wait, there is one: please send me some gun-oil again, and some sheets of sand cloth. And I’d like to remind you of my special wish in my previous letter!
I hope you’re contented with this letter, you see: it all goes fine if only I have questions to answer.
With many warm greetings also to everyone who asks after me.
Your Fritz.



[*1] Scherenfernrohr: a stereoscopic trench periscope, seen here on the right.




Fritz most probably writes about this book “Reise zur deutschen Front 1915”, issued in 1915, a propagandistic book, romanticising the war, about his trip to the front in January/February 1915.
Text freely available here:


[*3] Sven Hedin, a Swedish explorer.


[*4] From the war-diary of 2nd Worcestershire Regiment (who were at Givenchy at the time, on the other side of the canal from Fritz. So Fritz did not do this, but it illustrates that other regiments had taken up this sport too)

18th September 1915 (Givenchy)
2nd Lieut. D.C.James was wounded (while looking into a periscope, the upper part being hit by a German sniper broke the glass which fell through the periscope and wounded this officer in the right eye


[*5]  Photographs of the third roll of film, nrs 25-36
Of these I have  nrs 26 and 29. 25, 27, 30, and 31 I plucked from the Internet.
32, 33, and 34 are in the collection of drakegoodman on Flickr (https://www.flickr.com/photos/drakegoodman/ )
Nr 28, 35 and 36 remain missing for the time being.

Nr 25


Nr 26


Nr 27

Nr 29

Nr 30

Nr 31

Nr 32

Nr 33

Nr 34

27 August 2015

75 - Douvrin, 27 August 1915





Douvrin, 27 August 1915
[Friday]

Dear family,
Yesterday I received mother’s letter of the 22nd and parcels nr 283 (arrived in good order), 284, 285, 286, 287, 288, 289. Many thanks for everything.
I am sorry that Helene had such bad weather in the Sauerland. Over here is was beautiful weather all the time. So I won’t need protection against rain for the time being. The juice that Helene sent was nice. But she doesn’t have to wet my lips again with berry-wine! I received the second silk shirt already a long time ago, as I have written you. It’s in the wash at the moment.
I think you can guess the reason why it’s not going forward yet here in the West, or haven’t you heard anything yet? Please write me what you think of it. Then I’ll tell you whether you’re right or wrong.
I have already written to Aunt Bonert, and got a parcel with letter in reply yesterday. Didn’t she tell you that? I’ll let loose a postcard to Reverend Herbst’s wife right away.
That the one with an Iron First [Iron Cross-First class] and Second  [= Leutnant Stennes] has received mother’s parcel does me good. The Iron Cross Second class is really nothing special anymore. If you see who get’s awarded that Cross it really does not interest you anymore.[*]
But the Iron First is something completely different. Especially when you see that not one officer had been awarded one yet, so it has to be something very special.
An Unteroffizier [= Sergeant], then still a Musketier, from our Kompanie was awarded one for his actions at Neuve Chapelle. He managed to retrieve some 20 wounded from near the English trenches. We now have 2 EKI’s and 52 EK2’s in our Kompanie of less than 100 men. That is rather special, isn’t it?
Haven’t got any news to write you. We really enjoyed our 5 days rest this time. This morning we went swimming. The embankment is now a little overgrown with waterplants, so it’s not as nice there as it was before. And we are being deloused now every time we come into rest, clothes, gear etc. Everything is fumigated. Gradually you start to notice it does help a little. I don’t have lice at the moment at least. Which is more luck than wisdom.
By the way: turned out we don’t have the French opposite us, as I wrote you, but still the English.
There’s a rumour that the English artillery has been shipped to the Dardanelles. Whether that’s true or not I don’t know, but it doesn’t sound impossible to me.
A lot of artillery has been sent here from Russia. We hear them rumbling through the streets almost every night.  It can only be a good thing to have some more artillery here: it keeps Tommy nice and quiet.
But I ‘m at the end of my wisdom. Please ask questions in the next letter.
With many warm greetings to all acquaintances  Your  Fritz

[*]
“During World War I, approximately 218.000 EKIs, 5.196.000 EKIIs and 13.000 non-combatant EKIIs were awarded.”


The original letter: 

25 August 2015

74 - Douvrin, 25 August 1915








Douvrin, 25 August 1915
[Wednesday]

Dear family,
I received mother’s letter of the 18th, and father’s letter of the same day with the photographs; furthermore parcels nr 278, 79, 80, 81, 82, and a parcel from Helene [his sister] from Dingeskirchen im Sauerland [*1]
Many thanks for everything, expecially the photographs.[2]
Today I’ll send you filmroll nr 3, with these exposures:
Nr 1/11 groups and persons at the Prellbock, nr 6 with the French machinegun at the Prellbock.
Nr 12 just unknown Grandées, taken in front of our quarters in Douvrin.
They’re all timed exposures, hopefully wíth heads this time. I hope a new roll of film is on its way to me already. I don’t think you can send me enough film, when you see the number of men who’ve already come to me and réally like to be photographed.
Don’t you have any questions about the photographs? I really miss that, if you ask questions I finally have something to write about. It’s getting a little boring for you, I think, when the only thing I write is : “Tommy is quiet.” And for the rest nothing much happens here.
To the three questions from mother’s letter: Karl Steigleder díd get the Puffertkuchen. I remember vividly how we shared them. They tasted great. It will have been 2 or 3 days before [before Karl was killed], I don’t quite know exactly anymore.
The poor and sad looking man on photograph nr 19 is in reality neither poor nor sad. He is our esteemed Company’s barber from Solingen, who, a fact unknown to most, receives the most parcels of anyone at the Prellbock. The other two guys on that photograph are members of the M.G.K. (Mordgesellenklub) [*3], but véry friendly guys nonetheless.
The little bag we’re all carrying contains a mask to protect us against English gas-attacks. They contain, if that interests you, cotton wool soaked in Sodium-Diosulphate.
So, I wait for more questions about the photographs. For example: you don’t really know what that tin with a handle actually is, do you? I have one hanging from my Gamaschen on one of the pictures.
They’re presents for the English, not containing marmelade but something of a different composition, which I’m sure they will also like very much.
Today we had our Kompanies Inspektion. It was just brilliant. Our commander General von François, who got so well-known because of his role in the battles in the Carpathian Mountains, the Divisional Commanders and all other high animals were there.[*4]
We staged a mock battle, and the troops, which had been trained in peace-time, could not have done better. Only the somewhat too boisterous attack was repelled. It was really tough, I mean we sweated like I don’t know what. But all was perfect.
Our Leutnant [*5] received the Iron Cross 1st Class, the first and youngest Lieutenant in the whole Regiment to receive that honour. I was so happy for him. He truly deserved it. He cried tears of joy.
I’m very happy to have such a Company Commander, one you can rely on in all circumstances.
Don’t know what else to write. I heard people in Germany sing “Im Osten kämpft das deutsche Heer, im Westen kämpft die Feurwehr” [*6]. I implore you to be véry strictly against that, it really is injust towards us.
Please try to get Wilhelm Philipps’s address. Several of my letters were returned to me.
Many warm greetings  your Fritz

[*1] Dingeskirchen is not a real place, it means “what-was-the-name-again” or “Thingy-church”. Something like that.

[*2] The photographs his father sent must have been the second batch of copies for his mates.

[*3] M.G.K.: Machinen Gewehr Kompanie , Machine gun company
Mordgesellenklub”: Hitsquad (of the mafia e.g.)

[*4] 
General Hermann von François :

Commander of the 13th Division : Generalleutnant Kurt von dem Borne

Commander of the 14th Division : Generalmajor Constantin von Altrock  https://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Constantin_von_Altrock

[*5] Walther Stennes :

[*6]
Im Osten kämpft das deutsche Heer, im Westen kämpft die Feuerwehr” :
“In the East the army engages in real battles, in the West the army just puts out little fires”


The original letter: 

28 July 2015

66 - Prellbock, 28 July 1915




Prellbock, 28 July 1915
[Wednesday]

Dear family,
Since I last wrote you I received mother’s letter of the 21st. Furthermore parcels nr 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33 34 arrived, together with the large parcel containing the camera. Many thanks for everything.
Thank Aunt Lise for the cigarettes from me please.
The camera isn’t that big at all. I have packed it in a cigar box, together with the cassette and the films, and can take it along very easily that way. I have already made some photographs with it.
When we get back to Douvrin again I’ll develop them there if possible. Can you please send me developer and fixer in powderform. And when they have it, a red lightbulb for my pocketlight and a spare battery. If you can’t find a red lightbulb please then send me – this is how it’s written in “the handbook of photography” that Uncle Otto once gave me - a piece of red culluloid which I can then put over the lightbulb. I’ll then send you the developed films and you can have prints made from it.
I can also develop them here in the trenches if you can find me two very light bowls. We’ve got the perfect dark room here in the tunnel.
I hope to be able to send you some nice photographs, so you can see what it actually looks like here. The camera seems to be very good. It’s very nice weather today, so maybe I can make some more photographs later today. I’ll also photograph our Leutnant, when he isn’t looking. I’ll have more opportunities to photograph in the Uhrgraben then here at the Prellbock.
By the way I’m now the only One-year-volunteer from Barmen left. But, as I already wrote you, I’ve become friends with Otto Mertens from Solingen, also a high-school graduate. We two are our Leutnant’s special friends. He always calls us Max und Moritz. [*1]
You can write either Einj. or Musk. [One-Year-volunteer or Musketeer] on the envelope, it doesn’t matter which one you use. The others also writen Einj.
I liked that story about “Laba See”. So now I’m in the Navy too. [Play of words on La Bassée – just north of the Prellbock - : Laba See = Laba Sea]
The boiled meat you send always arrives in perfect order, just like the beansalad. Please try the same with other vegetables, but nothing too fancy. After all you have to keep some for yourselves. It’s the vegetables I miss the most. Or is it diffcult to get the tins now? Here they’re all collected, because there’s a shortage of them in Germany.
I also long for preserved fruit, at the moment it’s very difficult to get here. We do cook rhubarb once in a while though. I’m surprised every time that it is still available here at this time of year. And it tastes very good too.
Once the plums are ripe it will all be better. I’ve seen some beautiful Reine Claude in Auchy.
I am at the end of my wisdom again. The English, or rather the Scots which are now opposite us behave themselves very well. [*2] They don’t seem to have enough ammunition. For one English shot they get 5 German in return. It used to be the other way around.
On the whole it seems the most dangerous phase here in the West is now over. You hear all the time about troops from the East that have supposedly been shifted to the West.
Once Iwangorod [now Deblin/Poland] and Warsaw fall, many more will come here, and we’ll advance again.
But enough for today, I’m on dry land again [Have nothing more to write].
Please send me some writing paper.
With many warm greetings also to all acquaintances and everyone who asks after me
Your Fritz


[*1]  Max und Moritz :
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Max_and_Moritz




[*2]  2nd Bt. The Highland Light Infantry (Scottish)  relieved 2nd Wortcestershire Regiment (English) in the trenches at Cuinchy (= opposite Auchy/Prellbock)  on July 26th 1915.
They reported "quiet days" for 26th and 27th July. 
On the 28th "The Germans shelled our saps and caused casulaties amongst our working party"



The original letter: