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FRAZER (Mrs J G) Asinette, A French Story for English Children, corrected manuscript summary of the story on 12 leaves, presumably in the author's hand. This must have been for H.M.Brock's use as he illustrated the book which was published in 1900 by Dent. Sold with a large collection of pencil sketch illustrations for various mainly childrens' stories by the Brocks
Richard Henry Brock (exh 1897-1915) Eight pencil and watercolour sketch-designs for book wrappers, mainly stories for Blackie and Nelson publishers, with titles - The Moonstone, Sappers and Miners, Playing the Game by Kent Carr, The Woman in White, David Copperfield, Cap'n Benny, Gwenda's Friend from Home, and Neighbours at School, two other watercolour working illustrations, a pencil sketch for 'The British Girl's Annual' (Cassell & Co) 1914, a pen and ink design for the cover of "Scout", and H.M.Brock's cover artwork for 'Marcella' by Mrs Humphry Ward (13)
Edmund Blampied (British (Jersey) 1886-1966) St Auben Fort, Jersey, 1945/49 signed and dated 1949 and inscribed "May 1945" pen and ink 13 x 18 cm Provenance: Thomas Corbett of Rowallan Castle Thence by descent to his grandson the Hon. John Corbett Phillips, Glasgow, sale of the contents of Rowallan Castle, Ayrshire, 27th November 1989, lot 29. This is a humorous sketch of a group of Cub Scouts leading a group of soldiers. It was a gift from Edmund Blampied to Thomas Corbett of Rowallan who was appointed Chief Scout in 1945 (a position which he held until 1959).
SIR JOHN ALFRED ARNESBY BROWN (1866-1955) 'ISLANDS OF THE WEST' Signed, also inscribed as title on frame, oil on canvas 40.5cm x 51cm (16in x 20in), in original gilt gesso frame Note: Together with a copy of a letter from the artist to the purchaser of the picture "... Possibly it may interest you to know that the islands seen are those of Rum and Eigg and the sketch was taken from a point not far from Steelbridge." Exhibited: Royal Academy, 1942, no. 24 #5,000-7,000
Family group: The rare and important Second World War St. Nazaire raid D.S.M. group of seven awarded to Chief Engine Room Artificer Harry Howard, Royal Navy, who was responsible for scuttling H.M.S. Campbeltown after she had rammed the dock gate - and fortunate indeed to make his escape in M.G.B. 314 - a story related by him under the title ‘Stand by to Ram ‘in Carl Olsson’s wartime publication From Hell to Breakfast Distinguished Service Medal, G.VI.R. (M. 31976 H. Howard, C.E.R.A.); British War Medal 1914-20 (M. 31976 Act. E.R.A. 4, R.N.); 1939-45 Star; Africa Star; Italy Star; War Medal 1939-45; Royal Navy L.S. & G.C., G.V.R., 3rd issue, coinage bust (M. 31976 E.R.A. 1, H.M.S. Cairo), together with Boston War Heroes Day Presentation Gold Medal (Mayor Maurice J. Tobin), 10-carat, dated 10 July 1942, the reverse engraved, ‘Harry Howard’, and Mayor of Salt Lake City Presentation Key, dated 23 June 1942, this engraved ‘Chief Artificer Harry Howard’, minor official correction to number on the second, the earlier awards a little polished, but otherwise very fine and better The Second World War campaign group of three awarded to his brother Sergeant J. A. Howard, Royal Army Ordnance Corps, who was taken P.O.W. at Dunkirk 1939-45 Star; War Medal 1939-45; Efficiency Medal, G.VI.R., Territorial (7599542 Sjt., R.A.O.C.), these extremely fine (12) £20,000-25,000() Only 24 Distinguished Service Medals were awarded for the St. Nazaire raid, the vast majority to men of Coastal Forces, Howard’s award being one of three to the Campbeltown. D.S.M. London Gazette 21 May 1942: ‘For great gallantry, daring and skill in the attack on the German naval base at St. Nazaire.’ The overall movements and events aboard H.M.S. Campbeltown have largely been related in the footnote to the D.S.C. awarded to Warrant Engineer W. H. Locke (see Lot 1197), but luckily for posterity’s sake Harry Howard, a native of Sheffield, later published his own account of the raid in Carl Ollson’s wartime anthology From Hell to Breakfast, from which the following extracts have been taken: ‘At about 1.20 the Engineer Officer, who had been popping up and down from the deck, came to see me in the engine-room and said, ‘Only about ten minutes more. ‘I went into the stokehold for a last look round where men were watching the clock and handling the fuel controls. It was silent here except for the droning of the feed pumps and the roar of the oil burners. I made sure every man knew the handhold he was to cling to when the ‘Stand by to Ram ‘order came through .. By now the ship was shaking, and above the whine of the engines I could hear the sound of gun-fire. In the same instant the telegraph rang full steam ahead, and we pushed in every ounce of steam pressure we had. The old Campbeltown began to tremble till all the footplates were quivering and rattling. ‘Now for it, ‘I thought. My mouth felt a bit dry. Another minute or so, and then the loud speaker blared from the bridge - ‘Stand by to Ram! ‘Each man threw himself at his selected handhold, some at steel ladder rungs, others clasping stanchions. In a flickering glimpse I saw the Engineer Officer wedging his body against one of the side ribs in the engine-room, and then I sprang at the big wheel I had picked. But she struck even as I was leaping, and I was flung a full six yards down the engine-room, hitting a Chief Engineer full in the stomach and nearly knocking him out. All the lights went out, leaving only the blue glimmer of emergency lamps. There was an instant stillness, except for the hell that was now breaking loose on deck. The loud speaker called again: ‘Abandon ship! ‘That was not the order we expected. We had been told that if we jammed the gate properly, the order would be: ‘Finished with main engines. ‘With a sick feeling of disappointment I thought at first we had bounced off the gates (Nobody could know, when we planned this party, whether in fact that might not happen. The specially strengthened bows of the Campbeltown might have given way under the impact). So stopping some of the men who were leaving the stokehold, in case there might have been a slip-up in the order and we might after all still want steam, I rushed up on deck to the bridge to find the Captain. He told me: ‘Get your men up and away to hell out of it. ‘And as I looked forward I saw that I needn’t have asked about that order. The Campbeltown was jammed slap into the lock-gate, nearly at the point where it joined the dock wall. Her bows were buried inside the gate, and she was right on the place aimed for on the sketch plan at the conference two days before. As a piece of masterly navigation on the part of the Captain that was the most wonderful thing I have ever seen in all my years at sea. I had no time to look at more or notice what else was going on around me. And there was plenty. The night had gone crazy with flashes and bangs and whistles from flying metal. I just legged it back to the engine-room and said, ‘It’s all right to come up, and you can get ashore all right from the fo’c’sle head. Beat it, everybody. ‘Then I went to do the final job to which I had been assigned. That was to unbolt the condenser inlet covers and to open the inlets, so that even if the explosive charges failed to go off, the Campbeltown would scuttle and block the channel into the dock and perhaps tear away part of the lock gate as well, as she sank. I had picked a young E.R.A. to do this job with me, and we worked by torchlight in the empty engine-room, because all the lights had now gone out. We worked quickly, but the job did not in fact take long, because I had previously loosened and removed many of the bolts. As I passed through the engine-room to go on deck for the last time I saw a young electrician busy with screwdriver and torch making some adjustments to the switchboard controlling the explosive fuses. He was whistling softly as though he was merely intent on a pleasantly interesting job. I never saw him again .. ‘Back on Campbeltown’s deck, Howard was compelled to get down and crawl amidst bullets and splinters which were rattling against the armour-plate along the rails: ‘It was bright moonlight and there was a vast pandemonium going on. Mixed with the din of their gun-fire I could hear the Campbeltown’s steam escape blowing off .. There were some wounded men being carried along towards the escape ladders and some dead .. Machine-guns were firing tracers towards us from the top of the lock pumping-house. Suddenly the firing stopped as the Commandos got there and wiped out the German crews with grenades .. The fo’c’sle was on fire, but we managed to get ashore by means of one of the bamboo scaling ladders used by the Commandos. I landed on the plank-covered top of the long deep channel slit into the dock wall which was designed to receive the lock gate. I slipped just as I was stepping off on to the level ground, and some ratings caught me. I could see the glare of the searchlights and gun-flashes that they were holding up a badly wounded Commando officer in kilts, and were getting him to rescue boats .. It is a sight I shall always remember; to see the dark forms of the dead and wounded men being carried aloft on the shoulders of their comrades, silhouetted against the glare of burning buildings and explosions, towards the rescue boats .. I had covered about 200 yards when we were challenged near the corner of some buildings. I flicked the answering colour on my signal torch and gave the password. They were two Commandos, placed there as guides to the boat. They had white armbands on, and stood there as calmly as though they were road cops seeing children safely over a school crossing. They waved us on in the right direction. At the boat a young Lieutenant on the bridge was calling out, ‘Come along, come along! ‘and then, ‘Any more for the Skylark? Any more for the Skylark? ‘I checked all my men on boar
Lynch (Stanislaus) Rhymes Of An Irish Huntsman, 1937, 4to., illustrated by Michael Lyne, colour plates as called for, dust wrapper (worn); Edwards (Lionel) My Hunting Sketch Book Volume II, 1930, 4to., coloured plates and line drawings as called for, cloth; id., Famous Foxhunters, 1932, cloth; with three others (6)
WILLIAM LIONEL WYLLIE, RA BARGES, TUGS AND SAILING BOATS; FISHING BOATS AND STEAM SHIPS ON AN INDUSTRIAL ESTUARY Two, both signed and one dated 1885, the former pen and black ink, the latter pen and brown ink Each 9 x 17.5cm.; framed together with a third sketch of a hulk by Charles William Wyllie, signed, pen and black ink, 5.5 x 13.5cm.
FOLLOWER OF MONTAGUE DAWSON - Figures in a rowing boat looking out to a ship in full sail, oils on board, 8" x 15", together with a 19th century pencil drawing of a tree; a pair of bisque tablets, each moulded with a Classical scene (one re-stuck); and an album of choco wafer 'Film Star' cards; an etching of an Abbey by Hawksworth and a pen and ink sketch (the latter two items unframed) (7)

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