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Thursday, 20 November 2014

Poem ~ Woman Saves Flag - Friday, 20 November 1914


Thursday in Cape Town,
South Africa, stirred a rebellion.
Famously known by three names;
1914 Maritz Rebellion, Boer Revolt
Or Five Shilling Rebellion -
There was to stand a brave woman.

At the start of Europe’s war,
General Louis Botha,
South Africa’s President,
Vowed support to the Empire.
With Governmental Support,
A South African Defence Force
Would be raised, to invade
German held South west Africa.

Yet some high standing
Afrikaners disagreed.
Among them –
Christiaan de Wet,
General Beyers,
Lieutenant Colonel Maritz.
On hearing how civilians
Were to be conscripted,
These men resigned
Their commissions.

The Afrikaner rebels
Now sought out
An independent Nation,
From Britain -
Wanting freedom
For the Boers,
They called for a Union
Of South Africa –
In the process Maritz
Made a treaty
With German held territory.

Thursday 19 November,
South African Cape Town,
Still rallied with rebellion.
Telegraphed new,
From Winburg, told how,
In the Orange Free State,
There came an occupation
Of Cape Town.
This defiant act being led,
By Christiaan de Wet.

Here a group of rebel men,
Climbed the Court House.
Hauling down the Union Jack,
They threw the flag
Down to the earth -
Trampling the colours,
Down into the dust.

Striding out between them
Was a young woman -
Mrs Pienaar -
She grabbed the flag
Up from the ground.
Mrs Pienaar bound the flag
As a sash about her waist.
The rebel men stood amazed,
Demanding her purpose
With the Union emblem.

Mrs Pienaar was defiant
As she addressed the men;
‘For the present I carry it with me,
And you dare not touch me.
When decent people return,
We will hoist it again.’

Furious rebel men gave
Her verbal abuse,
But did not make any move,
To take back the flag,
Or put hands upon Mrs Pienaar.
After this the young woman
Kept the flag safely.
With the town’s Reoccupation,
The emblem was raised again,
By General Botha.

by Jamie Mann.

Anon.,1914. Saving the Union Jack  - A Woman’s Bravery. The Daily Telegraph, [online] 20 Nov. p.9. Col.5. Available at: http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/ww1-archive/11241566/Daily-Telegraph-November-20-1914.html [Accessed: 20 November 2014].


Mann, J., 2014. 100 years Ago - Poems by Jamie Mann. [letter] (Personal communication, 20 November 2014). 



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Wednesday, 19 November 2014

Poem ~ Passing of a Field Marshall - Thursday, 19 November 1914



 
Source: File: Lord Earl Roberts.jpg, 2014. From Dreaming of cold tea. [online] (updated December 4 2014)  Available at: <http://www.frankcrawshaw.uk/4-12-1914-dreaming-of-cold-tea/>Accessed: 19th November 2014].
 
Over recent days,
Great coverage was given,
To who was seen
As a great military man,
Lord Earl Roberts -
After his sudden death,
On visiting frontline troops,
Of Indian Battalions.

Aged 82 with great career,
And experience, the Earl
Did not die in glorious battle -
But caught a sudden chill,
At St Omer on 14 November.

A man with many honours
And titles of 1st Earl, Lord,
Field Marshall and others,
The man was also known
As Roberts of Kandahar -
The papers told the tale,
Of Lord Roberts long career.

The full name of the man
Frederick Sleigh Roberts
VC, KG, KP, GCB, GCSI,
OM, GCIE, KStJ, VD, PC -
Departed France in a coffin,
Draped with the Union Jack,
That held his cap and sword.

The casket, carried on a gun
Carriage, from the courtyard
House, was marked by
Cavalries and detachments,
Acting as guard of honour,
At his journey’s start.

From a small French church
Service, in bright sunlight,
The casket was conveyed,
To a motor ambulance.
A single plane,
Having protected
The procession, lifted
High into the sky.

In the distance, amid
Dark clouds, curved a double
Rainbow - circling the square,
The plane dipped its nose,
In a final salute –
With the last wreath placed
On the casket, the ambulance
Closed its doors and moved
Slowly away towards Boulogne.

At the French port the General’s
Coffin was carried on shoulders
Of British soldiers - and with
A guard of honour boarded
The ship, ‘Onward’ for Folkstone.

From Folkstone,
The Earl was taken to his home,
Of Ascot, for a private family
Ceremony - upon a gun carriage,
On which his son had died,
Fighting in South Africa.

Following two other services,
Came the day of the Lord’s
Funeral – instead of sovereign
Representation, the king would
Also attend – this act proved
A great tribute to the man -
As no recent monarch had
Attended a subject’s funeral.

The body of Earl Roberts,
Carried by special train,
From his home at Ascot,
To Charing Cross, London –
When the procession
Would leave at 10.30 a.m.

The route of his last journey,
Was to be the Strand,
Northumberland Avenue,
Victoria Embankment,
New Bridge Street,
Ludgate-circus, then onto
Ludgate Hill and St Paul’s.

After A Ceremony held by
Archbishop of Canterbury,
With the Bishop of London
And Dean of St Paul -
The decision was made
For Lord Roberts to rest,
Near his comrade Wolseley,
Along with Admiral Nelson.

To mark his passing,
Came an order,
Of the Education Committee,
That children of London
Schools, are to be
Taught the story,
Of Lord Earl Roberts.

by Jamie Mann.

Anon.,1914. Burial of Earl Roberts – Todays Ceremony – King to be Present at St Paul’s – Processional Route. The Daily Telegraph, [online] 19 Nov. p.9. Col.4. Available at: http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/ww1-archive/11232260/Daily-Telegraph-November-19-1914.html [Accessed: 19 November 2014].

Mann, J., 2014. 100 years Ago - Poems by Jamie Mann. [letter] (Personal communication, 19 November 2014). 

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