Maurice
Taylor
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The Dog-Tag Story
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In the summer of 2001 I found a badly corroded metal disc in the
paddock behind my house in South Cerney, a village near Cirencester,
Gloucestershire I thought little about it at the time. One day I pulled
it out, cleaned it up and got part of the writing that was on it.
It intrigued me. It was a soldier's identity disc, a dog-tag. Some
of the letters and numbers were illegible but judging from its condition
it must have belonged to a soldier in the First World War, it was
a Canadian soldier as his Regiment, 5 C.M.R. was clearly discernable.
It has taken me the best part of four years to trace and identify
this young soldier.
The Life of 114816 Private Fredrick John Hothersoll
Foster
5th Canadian Mounted Rifles
Fred Foster was born at 2 Portland Mews South, Marylebone on 17
Oct 1892. His father John Foster was the valet to the 11th Lord Napier
and Ettrick and his mother was Eliza Ann Foster nee Rule.
2 Portland Mews
Some 8 years later in the 1901 Census the eight year old Fred
is shown living with his mother as the stepson of George Otley at
4 Bonar Terrace, Camberwell. Presumably his father had died?
Then on 17 July 1902 at the age of 10 years he left Liverpool
on the SS New England with 29 other children bound for Boston arriving
on 25 July 1902. The Party were Dr Barnardo's Home Children; a scheme
to give orphaned or children in care the chance of a new life in Canada.
From Boston he moved to Ontario. He was placed with Thomas Murphy
and his sister Mary Kelly and worked as a domestic and farm labourer
in the Township of Storrington.
When the First World War started Fred responded to the call to
arms made in 1914 by enlisting in the Canadian Over-Seas Expeditionary
Force.
He signed on in Swift Current Saskatchewan on 19 Dec 1914. His Attestation
Papers show that he was unmarried, was five foot five and a half inches
high with a thirty five inch chest, weighed 130 lbs, and had brown
eyes and hair,
He gave his occupation as clerk He was sworn into the army as
a soldier for the 9th Canadian Mounted Rifles and given a regimental
number of 114816.
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His next of kin was recorded as Frank Waller, a friend living
in Swift Current, Saskatchewan
Frank Waller
Fred Foster completed his basic training at Swift Current and
in June 1915 he moved to Sewell for more advanced training. His records
show that 9 CMR was still mounted at that time as on 10 Aug 1915 he
was thrown from a horse and broke both bones in one of his legs at
the ankle. He was discharged from hospital thirty-six days later on
15 Sep 1915.
His pay documents show he was paid at the rate of a dollar per
day and that he assigned twenty dollars per month to Miss "Gussie"
Waller a friend living in Swift Current. This Miss Ella Augusta Maud
Waller is the daughter of his Canadian next-of-kin.
Miss Ella Augusta Maud Waller
In Nov 1915 the Regiment moved to St John, New Brunswick where
on 22 Nov 1915 they embarked on the Anchor Line ship the S.S. California
They sailed for England the following day arriving at Plymouth on
2 Dec 1915. Then the Regiment was moved by rail to Bramshot Camp near
Aldershot arriving there on 3 Dec 1915
SS California
Whilst they were stationed at Bramshot with losses in France increasing
at an alarming rate a decision was made that 9 CMR would not be sent
to the French Theatre of Operations as a unit. Instead the men would
be sent out as reinforcements for other Canadian infantry battalions
that had been involved in the heavy fighting. So on 28 Jan 1916 Fred
and eleven other soldiers from 9 CMR left England and on the following
day landed in France and were taken on strength of the 5th Canadian
Mounted Rifle Battalion.
Three days before he sailed to France Fred made out a Military
Will dated the 25 Jan 1916 which stated "I hereby leave all my
Personal Property to Miss Gussie Waller of Swift Current, Saskatchewan,
Canada".
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Pte F.J.H.Foster's Will
He also changed his Assigned Pay of twenty dollars per month
to a Mrs G Rule, Camrose Cottage, Giggs Hill, Thames Ditton, Surrey,
England. This lady I found was his mother's niece.
On 7 Feb 1916 the reinforcements left the Canadian Base Depot
and joined 5 CMR in the field. For the next four months Fred was continually
fighting with his unit in the trenches as a part of the 3rd Canadian
Division. On the 1 Jun 1916 after a few days rest 5 CMR went back
into the line near Ypres some six hundred and fifty men strong. Just
a day later they had lost about half that number in the fiercest of
fighting and young Fred was badly wounded by shrapnel in his right
leg. 5 CMR War Diary which is held in the Public Records Office at
Kew describes in vivid detail what a battle it must have been that
day.
As a badly wounded soldier Fred was taken first to a Casualty
Clearing Station and then on to 13 General Hospital in Boulogne for
immediate treatment. On the 9 Jun 1916 he was moved to 25 General
Hospital in Hardelot for surgery. There he remained until he could
be moved to 1 Convalescent Depot in Boulogne on 26 Jun 1916. Two weeks
later he was discharged as fit for Base Duties and a few days later
he rejoined his unit in the field about 14 Jul 1916.
About a month later Fred was once again taken to hospital suffering
from his previous wound and what I think must have been trench foot.
After his treatment in 7 Stationary Hospital at Havre he was discharge
and returned to duty with Canadian Corp Headquarters on 10 Sep 1916.
He appears to have been attached for a period to the Canadian Corp
Composite Company while he attended a number of medical boards and
on 31 Jan 1917 he must have been thrilled to be granted ten days leave.
I would assume he spent this leavewith family in England? Perhaps
with his mother's brother Uncle George Rule, Aunt Alice and Cousins
Alice May and James in Thames Ditton?
Throughout the spring and summer of 1917 Fred must have become
a battle- hardened veteran as the Canadian Forces were constantly
involved in fierce fighting throughout Flanders. Then in late Oct
1917 the Canadians entered the battle for Passchendaele Ridge were
in the previous three months British and Australian soldiers had fought
unsuccessfully loosing over 100,000 men. By this stage the mud in
the area was knee deep and it was impossible to dig trenches Men often
sank in mud and water of gruel thickness until the slime rose above
their hips. At the height of the battle on 30 Oct 1917 with the Germans
retaliating with massive shelling Fred was taken as a dangerously
ill casualty to 22 Casualty Clearing Station in Bruay which is six
kilometres south West of Bethune. The following day Wednesday 31 Oct
1917 he sadly died.
Pte Fredrick John Hothersoll Foster was buried with military honours
at Bruay Communal Cemetery Extension, Pas-de-Calais, France. His sacrifice
is recorded in the Commonwealth War Graves Commission Debt of Honour
Register this shows his cousin May Rule of Camrose Cottage, Giggs
Hill, Thames Ditton, Surrey as his next-of-kin
The grave of Pte F.J.H. Foster
Whilst on holiday in Zimbabwe I met a Canadian lady Mrs Shari
Irvine and I told her the story of finding the dog-tag.
Mrs Shari Irvine
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Billie Jo Wildboer
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Mrs Irvine recognized the Waller name and through her and her
niece Billie Jo Wildboer I was able to make contact with James Ralph
Waller whose grand father Frank (Franklin) was the soldier's next
of kin on enlistment and whose father James Milton Waller also served
with the Canadian Expeditionary Force in France
James Ralph Waller
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James Milton Waller
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Miss Gussie Waller died in the world wide flu pandemic in 1919
some two years after Fred Foster's death at Passchendaele. A sad romance
from those troubled days.
James Franklin Waller's family
The brutal battle of Passchendaele inspired a now famous poem
by Major John McCrae, another brave Canadian soldier who also died
in France. This poem came to symbolize the sacrifices of all who were
fighting in the First World War.
IN FLANDERS FIELDS
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place, and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below
We are the Dead, Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields
Take up our quarrel with the foe,
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch, be yours to hold it high
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields
I still wonder what Private Fred John Hothersoll Foster was like
and how his dog-tag was left in an English field in South Cerney as
his destiny lead him to his death in a Flanders field?
22 March 2006 Maurice Taylor
In March 2006 the Canadian History TV Channel recorded the Dog-Tag
story for their Ancestors in the Attic series.