MILWROL.
Enillodd Pte Owen Christmas Jones, Mitre Place, arholiad pwysig yn Mhalas Grisial allan o 200 o ymgeiswyr ynglyn a'r R.A M. C. Motor Transport.Mae ganddo dri brawd yn gwasanaethu eu gwlad yn yr Aipht, a bu yntau ei hun trwy y dinystr alaethus yn y Dardanelles, ac y mae yn awr yn disgwyl galwad i fyned i Ffrainc, a dymunwn iddo ddychweliad yn ôl yn ddianaf.
Yr Udgorn 24/01/1917
Experience as a Soldier.
I feel it's my duty to write these few lines on behalf of my comrades, and as I can assure it will be of interest to some of my native town.First of all I shall try and remind the glorious day we left dear old Pwll with willing hearts, and then what I have seen afterwards since August 9th, 1914, till August 1st, 1918, when I met my day of discharge.
Here is my little bit - Owen C. Jones, 6th Batt. R. W. F. - a thrilling description of the battalions under "Baptism of fire" in Galliopi; and my object is to let Pwllheli people know the difficulties we had to encounter with.
I unfortunately had the dysentry before the evacuation, but I should like to give an incident showing how the 1/6 Batt friends met the baptism of fire. My Company had advanced by the side of Salt Lake (Ala Baba), and had hardly come under drums of fire, when, I was privileged to see the spirit of one another.
In my Section a friend of mine was hit by a sniper in his leg seriously. Shortly we advanced again, and we were surprise to see our friend amongst us. Our Major told him to go back, when he said don't send me back, the bullet has come out, and I want to do a bit of damage myself before I get out of the fighting. However the blood was flowing from his wound, and had to insist on his going back for attention.
We continued our advance to the foot of Chocolate Hill, where we came across barbed wire entanglements, and we rested awhile here. On going again we were in full view of the enemy, who were comfortably entrenched. Later on we came to a cornfield, where the sight was very sad owing to the wounded and dying men amidst the sheaves of corn. In this field my Coy Sergt-Major Roberts, of Conway, fell, badly wounded.
After passing through the field we were advancing up part of a hill. Our Major was killed early in the rush. I should like to pay a tribute to the memory of Edward Hughes, Penrhydlyniog. He was brave and self-denying fellow in our Company, and he did his bit nobly. There are things I could tell which would make Pwllheli people shudder.
I am fully aware that Pwllheli people by toay realise what we went through, so I have given certain details and names that this letter of mine will be verified by those mentioned, and by my comrades.
Well I shall draw to a close, hoping that though out of sight it will not be a case out of mind also.
UN O'R DREF
(sef Mr Owen Christmas Jones, Mitre Square).