Corporal
James Barker DCM
Private Barker, who is 38 years of age, served seven years with the colours of the Loyal North Lancashire Regiment, and nine years on the reserve. He was in India three years, and whilst out there was called onto active service in South Africa. He then went through the Boer War, and received the following medals, and decorations : (Queens) South Africa (Medal) clasps, Defence of Kimberley, Paardeburg, Johannesburg, Diamond Hill, King's South Africa Medal. At Paardeburg he was wounded in the knee. As soon as the present war broke out he was anxious to re-enlist. "It doesn't matter" he told his wife "I can't rest. I shall have to have a pop." He endeavoured to enlist in his old regiment, but was put into the 1st East Lancashires. When he (first) enlisted he was 18 years of age. On the 19th January he wrote to his wife :- "We are fighting on the Yser and at Ypres. The Prussian Guard are in front of us. We have had heavy losses, but they have been four to our one. You get very little sleep, up to your knees in water and wet through. I went over to the Germans on Christmas day. I exchanged cigarettes for cigars and rum. They wanted us to play them a football match." Private Barker then says that he has been mentioned in despatches. He then tells his wife that on December 13th he had a slice of luck :- "We were out digging trenches" he writes, "When we had finished we fell in on top of the trench. A bullet passed through my right breast pocket, my small book and writing material, through my waist-coat jersey and out of my left breast pocket, knocking of the pocket buttons, without touching me at all, thank God. I don't think I shall be nearer getting shot than that.. I am sending you one of the envelopes and postcards the bullet passed through. I look for a letter from you every week in the least. You know there is a mail here every day. You are only about 400 miles from the scene of operations. I write you a letter every time I get a chance." In the last letter received
by his wife he says :- "We are having very wet weather out here just
now. We keep expecting better weather, but it his a long time coming.
I dare say we shall all be back in two or three months, those that do
not get shot. We have some very hard work to do before this war is finished,
but we are hoping to pull through. I got your letter and papers this morning.
You do not want to wait for me writing, as I can't write when I want.
I am on active service now, not in a drawing room."
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