November 1, 1918 (Friday)
DENAIN
DENAIN
Fine VALENCIENNES
More ration worries. – Woods away off into the blue & 2nd Bde. on the move as well.
– All on their way to MONS.
– 3rd Div took JEMAPPES this morning & were in MONS this aft. – German delegates have till Monday noon ot accept or refuse terms of armistice. – Kaiser reported abdicating. – Naval revolution spreading.
Robertson's entry for the day runs through several strands of the war's collapse. The 3rd Canadian Division took Jemappes that morning, though the fuller capture of Mons itself, just beyond it, wouldn't come until two days later, on the war's actual last day. Kaiser Wilhelm II's abdication was publicly announced that same day (he himself hadn't yet agreed to it); the "naval revolution" was the Kiel mutiny, which had begun in the first days of the month and was still spreading through German ports and cities; and the German delegation negotiating at Compiègne had been set a deadline early the following week, the Armistice was signed in the small hours of Monday, November 11, and took effect at eleven that morning. Four distinct, fast-moving threads of the war's actual end, all landing in Robertson's hands within the same day's news.
Mons →Cold. Jemappes.
Started out in the boxcar at 0900 to rustle rifles & equipment. – Travelling pretty bad owing to traffic. – Troops & lorries going east. – Civvies with all sorts of weird vehicles westbound – Called at #4 C.C.S. – 4th Div. & corps Ordinance & got most of the stuff.
Cold JEMAPPES
Nothing much doing this A.M. – Took a run into MONS on the motorbike. –
– Tried to buy some chocs but the price was beyond me. – 50f. a kilo.
– Went over to GHLIN this aft & saw Joe. – Walked into MONS. – had tea at E. Mess after which Melville took me out to see some of his friends. – Dinner at E Mess & home in the boxcar.
Robertson marked this town's name once before, in the margin of his August 23, 1917 entry, "MONS – 1914," the third anniversary of the battle fought here that opened Britain's war. Fourteen months later, six days after the war's actual end, he walks into the same town himself: pricing out chocolates he decides he can't afford, having tea, taking a run out to Ghlin to see a friend. The name that once marked where Britain's war began now marks where Robertson's own war winds down.
"MONS – 1914," August 23, 1917 →Cold. NEUFVILLES
Went ahead billeting with the Padre. – Not much choice but managed to get the old man a good room in the convent. – Jolly bunch of nuns.
Feeling rotten. Went to bed right after dinner.
Cold. NEUFVILLE
Stayed in bed all day. – Temp 103. – Dr. says I have ‘flu’.
Eight days after the fighting stops, Robertson is in a hospital bed rather than back with his unit: a 103° fever on November 19, a diagnosis of "flu" from the doctor, evacuation to a Casualty Clearing Station in Mons the next day, and three more days there before the diary falls quiet again. The 1918–19 influenza pandemic had already been circulating for months in the crowded conditions of army camps, hospitals, and troop transports, and its deadliest wave was only beginning that autumn, by the time it ran its course, it's estimated to have killed more people worldwide than the war itself did. Robertson recovered; he lived until 1971.
More on Robertson's life after the war →Cold. NEUFVILLE
Evacuated to #1 C.C.S. in MONS.
Cold barn a place.
#1 C.C.S. MONS.
Nearly froze last night. Melville came down to see me.
#1 C.C.S. MONS.
#1 C.C.S. MONS.