Showing posts with label Battle of the Vistula. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Battle of the Vistula. Show all posts

Friday, October 31, 2014

Saturday, October 31, 1914. Convention troubles

Being a Saturday in the Fall, college football was on.

There was brewing trouble in Mexico.



Things weren't going well at the Convention of Aguacalientes.

The Imperial Russian Army prevailed over the Germans and Austro Hungarians in the Battle of Vistula River.

The French and British took back Nieuwpoort, Belgium, brining to an end the Battle of Yser.  The Belgians had lost between 20,000 and 40,000 troops in the campaign, the Germans over 76,000.

The Germans broke through Allied lines near Gheluvelt Belgium but a British counterattack restored the line.

The Japanese Navy began shelling Tsingtao.

The HMS Hermes was sunk by the U-27 in the Starit of Dover.

German troops raided the Portuguese fort at Cuangar, Angola.

The Ecuadorian army defeated rebels at Esmeraldas,Ecuador.

Duluth, Minnesota.

Last edition:

Thursday, October 29, 1914. Turkey bombards Odessa.

Monday, October 27, 2014

Tuesday, October 27, 1914. Massive Central Powers losses in the East.

The German and Austro Hungarian armies retreated from the Vistula after losing over 60,000 men.

Greece, with permission of the Allies, occupied Northern Epirus in Albania, which upset Italy, which sent Marines to the Albanian port of Vlorë.

The HMS Audacious sank off of Rory Ireland.  Mines brought her down.

Welsh Poet Dylan Thomas worn born.  He's most famous for the following poem:

Do not go gentle into that good night,

Old age should burn and rave at close of day;

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.


Though wise men at their end know dark is right,

Because their words had forked no lightning they

Do not go gentle into that good night.


Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright

Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.


Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,

And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,

Do not go gentle into that good night.


Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight

Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.


And you, my father, there on the sad height,

Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.

Do not go gentle into that good night.

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

He died himself at a mere 39 years of age, at age at which raging against the dying light probably seems like more of an imperative than later.

Last edition:

Monday, October 26, 1914. Wars within wars.

Thursday, October 9, 2014

Friday, October 9, 1914. Antwerp surrendered.

Belgian civil administrators surrendered the city of Antwerp.

German troops arrived at the Vistula.

Boston one Game 1 against Philadelphia in the 1914 World Series.

Last edition:

Thursday, October 8, 1914. An Air Raid.

Labels: 1910s, 1914, Aircraft, baseball, Germany, Lighter than air aircraft, Music, Royal Navy, World War One