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ATLANTA, GA
-THE ATLANTA GEORGIAN-
-FRIPAY, APRIL 23, 1915.
GREAT SPORT ATI
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British Officers Write Home of|
Fine Gunnery Against the
Turkish Forts.
f By Internet tonal New* Stnrto*-]
LONDON. April 23.—A British n»- |
val officer of the fleet now bombard
ing the Dardanelles forts sendi home
the following:
"We are having a most exciting
time. On Thursday, 2Bth. the weath
er improved enough for the bombard
ment to begin again, so our greatly
strengthened squadron moved out.
The Turks returned the fire at once,
not like the previous Friday, when
they waited until we got close in and
our ships were at anchor ao as to he
steadier for firing They were more
successful, and hit both, one of our
ships and one of the Frenchmen,
without, however, doing any material
damage Still, our men had to up
anchor and Are steaming about. This,
as before, heat them and they scored
no more hits Our firing was excel
lent, especially that of one ship, the
like of which t could hardly have Im
agined possible, and by 1 o’clock one
fort had reaped firing entirely and the
other had slackened down consider
ably.
"We were ordered, with another, to
steam rapldlv'ln at 14 knots to a
range of about 3,000 yards and finish
the forts completely. Everybody went
to their station and we started F<r
about twenty minutes we steamed in,
round, and out again The crashes
of cur guns sounded almost continu
ously. and then the "cease fire”
sounded snd I came up again from
below and looked at the forts. The
had gone—men guns, everything—
Just a tumbled. tangled heap of
barbed-wire entanglements and
shapeless mounds of earth Then the
French went in with two battleships
in line ahead. Just as we had done,
but it was quite unnecessary, the
work was over, and not the slightest
attempt was made to interfere with
them,
Go Aftar Fort*.
Next d we went right inside, the
mine sweepers, who had been busy all
the previous night, clearing a passage,
and landed demolition parties to blow
no the forts. Very fine explosions
ffirv pv de too. especially Seddel Babr
' n the European side, the magazine
v hieh made a splendid pyrotechnic
display. On the Asiatic side the land
• »h* roint Is low but rises rapidly
to a fine bold cliff, on top of which
stand* a remarkable series of nine
windmills all close together, with a
hrpp village behind called Yenl-
Shthr.
"We were lying ahout a mile off tTrls
i nd just i^tprn of us was one
of those first-class light cruisers of
ours A seaplane had gone inland to
re» onnoiter and was returning over
Yeni-Shehr at a height of about 2.000
feet, when, just as it passed over the
windmills, pome hundred or so. or
possibly more, Turkish soldiers, who
were hiding in or behind the wind
mills. fired a volley at It Before you
had time to say *By Jove’ there was a
deafening crash, and when the smoke
had cleared away those windmills
had been removed! It was an ex
traordinary sight The little cruiser
had sighted and hit and had com
pletely wiped out those Turks almost
before they had had time to see the
result of their shots at the seaplane.
Before we left that night we put a few'
shells into the barracks at Seddel
Babr. and they blazed away like fury
all night
Six Howitzers Found.
"Next day. Saturdav. the 27th, we
went in again. By the way. one of
our battleship? on Friday had gone
up the Dardanelles about five miles,
and had been under heavy fire from
a battery well up on the hillside She
had been hit once (no damage!, so we
went in this dav to find and destroy
this battery. But the weather was
bad and the whole hillside swathed
in clouds and mist and we couldn't
see. so one of the battleships sent in
another demolition party, 100 strong,
to find and destroy If possible, a
howitzer battery reported up behind
the towm of Seddel Bahr (quite a
laree town!. This they did. and found
six 5-inch howitzers quite undam
aged. which they blew up and then
started to retreat to the shore
“The Turks enme swarming down
upon them, so they fired a rocket to
show their exact position, and their
ship opened fire on the advancing
Turks, who were plainly visible on
the hillside. The demolition party
then mad© their way unhurt through
the towm. firing these colored lights
every now and again to show their
position, until they emerged through
the ruins of the forts on to the beach.
There they made signal. shell
the town; it is full of soldiers.’ and
then for about a quarter of an hour
the town vanished under a pall of
smoke, red. yellow and gray, and
w'hen that at length blew out to sea.
red tongues of flame, and soon the
place, fanned by a strong wind. was
ablaze from end to end,”
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