Write of a family heirloom, childhood memories, lead us through the history of an object that bears special meaning to you.
A FAMILY TRREASURE.
I am fortunate to possess a number of family heirlooms that I number as treasures.
One of those heirlooms is the Henry Wilkinson sword pictured below. It holds special significance for me.
The sword was the property of my Great Uncle from my Mother’s side of the House of Beaufort, Colonel Charles Wyndham Somerset, CB, CMG, MVO. The family lineage dates back to the early 1400’s. The family motto is ‘Mutare vel timere spurn’, which roughly translated means,’ I scorn to change or fear’.
The Colonel was born in England in 1862 and like many members of the British aristocracy, followed the military tradition and joined the army where he was commissioned as a Lieutenant. At graduation he was presented with the sword shown above. In common with many young British Officers of the time, he elected to be transferred to the British Indian Army where there was a greater opportunity for action. The sword accompanied him throughout his active military service and bears the scars of action.
He first saw combat throughout the 3rd Burma War, 1886 to 1889, then fought in the Battle of Chitral in 1895. From 1897 to 1898 he saw action on the North West Frontier and whilst there participated in the battle for Tirah.
At the outbreak of World War One in 1914, he was part of the Indian Army’s contribution to the war effort and was in active service throughout the war until its conclusion in 1918.
In 1911 he was made a Member of the Royal Victorian Order for his active service with the Indian Army. In 1917, he was made a Companion of the Order of St Michael and St George for his actions in WW1 and this was followed at the cessation of hostilities when he was made a Companion of the Order of the Bath. Then, in 1919 he was made an Honorary Brigadier General in the Indian Army. He died at home in England in 1938.
Twenty one hears later, In November,1959 when I was commissioned as a Lieutenant in the Australian Citizens Military Forces (CMF) my Grandmother presented the Colonel’s sword to me.
I have treasured it ever since and it holds pride of place in a special display here in my home.
When I withdraw the sword from its scabbard, it makes a soothing sound, totally at odds with its traditional purpose. As I clean the blade, the hilt with its hand guaard, as I regularly do, I wonder what it must have been like for the Colonel when going into battle with lethal intent, mounted on his war horse, the sword swinging by his side.
My thoughts and imagination have been strongly influenced by the recent ANZAC day remembrance services I’ve attended here, both before and after the 25th April, 2015. 2015 is particularly significant as it is the 100th Anniversary of the Australian and New Zealand Army Corps (ANZAC) landing at Gallipoli.
Many towns and cities through Australia have developed exhibitions to acknowledge the sacrifices made by veterans of international conflicts, with particular emphasis on that of the ANZACS.
Here in my home town an exhibition called, ‘A SAUTE-Aussie Soldier from 1915 meets Young Turk in 2015’.
The exhibition contains many family treasures from World War1, the so called War to End All Wars.
Included are letters and postcards from the front, photographs, lockets containing the hair of a loved one, orders and decorations together with examples of the work of the women at home in the form of hand knitted socks, balaclavas and the like.
Also on display is the Colonel’s sword.
I have great pride in my antecedents, both paternal and maternal.
So far in my 75 years I’ve been able to abide by the family motto. i uphold the family traditions, where, inter alia, strength of character and a need to do what’s right are paramount.
Each time I unsheath and hold the family sword, those obligations and feelings are reinforced.
16 thoughts on “WRITING 101-DAY TWENTY- THE TINGS WE TREASURE.”
Very nice piece.
You are so lucky! That is a great sword. I have a great grandfather who was a lancer in India and died there in 1890. I have nothing but a scanned copy of a faded photograph of him in his outfit. Love this post. Thankyou 🙂
Thank you. It’s hard to get information about those who served in the Indian Army.
Wow, what an amazing heirloom! Your history is very interesting.
Thank you, Families are strange things.
Yes, that is true. Sometimes we have strange blood coursing through our veins.
I was only kidding. 😀
I kid you not, mine are a strange mix. The more I research on both sides the more amazed I become. I reckon I’de be knocked back as a blood donor. Now I’m just kidding.
Haha! Well, they’re your relatives and you gotta love them. LOL! Mine are pretty strange too. Haha
Great family treasure. Somewhere around my parents house, we have a sword that was presented to my Great Grandfather Blessing in WW1.
Thanks for sharing.
Thank you Dale. Time to start searching for the sword. Once found the research begins in earnest.
How fabulous to have such interesting family history and a super heirloom to show off with it too.
Thanks, sometimes one wonders how much of the history rubs off.
I like your writing, but I miss your photos !!
Congratulations on the effort needs to write every day !!
Thanks, I promise to be a good boy from now on.
I have nominated you for a Liebster Award. the details are here http://breathoffreshness.com/2015/05/05/the-leibster-award/
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