[i]

THE SECRETS OF A KUTTITE


[ii]

BY THE SAME AUTHOR

AN EMPIRE VIEW OF
THE EMPIRE TANGLE

With an Introduction by the
RT. HON. W. F. MASSEY

THE PLACE OF
INTERNATIONAL LAW
IN JURISPRUDENCE


"CTESIPHON"
(THE FAMOUS ARCH WHERE THE WOUNDED WERE GATHERED AT THE HEIGHT
OF THE BATTLE)

[iii]

THE SECRETS OF A KUTTITE

AN AUTHENTIC STORY OF KUT,
ADVENTURES IN CAPTIVITY AND STAMBOUL INTRIGUE

BY

CAPTAIN E. O. MOUSLEY, R.F.A.

LONDON: JOHN LANE THE BODLEY HEAD LIMITED
NEW YORK: JOHN LANE COMPANY MCMXXII

[iv]

SECOND EDITION

PRINTED IN GREAT BRITAIN BY WILLIAM CLOWES AND SONS, LIMITED,
LONDON AND BECCLES.

[v]

THE TREK

No pause, no rest! Forward the column pushes
Across the stern and unproductive plain—
And Thirst, Satan's archfiend, darts at the brain
And the weight of the great heat their spirit crushes
To deeper silence and the tired feet bleed—
While the ruthless Turk with yells and sometimes blows
Urges them on beside his impatient steed
To a Future where and how no soldier knows
Beyond the dust-cloud on the horizon's rim,
Beyond the range of Hope—to memories grim.
But neither desert thirst nor fiercest sun
Nor dust-storms, nor the unknown miles ahead
Can touch their heart or clog its valves with dread—
These English lads that fought at Ctesiphon.

"Sparkling Moselle."
From Smoke, the Kastamuni Punch.

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[vii]

TO

MY MOTHER

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[ix]

PREFACE

The following pages were actually written during thesiege of Kut or during captivity. The original manuscriptwas concealed in Turkey and recovered monthsafter the Armistice. I have been persuaded by my friendsthat to recast or add to the story would detract from whateverappeal it may have as a human document. As such,with all its limitations, it is offered to the public.

The exigencies of a captivity such as mine, even morethan in the field, determine from moment to moment one'sfocus and perspective, and what to-day presents itself forrecord is to-morrow ignored or forgotten by concentration onthe few things and the few moments that count. Added tothis there is for the prisoner the pressure of existence when,so far from being allowed a pencil, he is considerably occupiedwith selling his last fork.

One moves on from minute to minute between walls thatrecede or converge, and one's experience, therefore, is a seriesof inciden

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