this fighting was going on about Burkah the 155th
Brigade went ahead up a road which the cavalry said
was strongly held. They got eight miles north
of Esdud, and were in advance of the cavalry, intending
to try to secure the two heights and villages of Katrah
and Mughar on the following day. Katrah was a
village on a long mound south of Mughar, native mud
huts constituting its southern part, whilst separated
from it on the northern side by some gardens was a
pretty little Jewish settlement whose red-tiled houses
and orderly well-cared-for orchards spoke of the industry
of these settlers in Zion. All over the hill
right up to the houses the cactus flourished, and
the hedges were a replica of the terrible obstacles
at Gaza. From Katrah the ground sloped down to
the flat on all four sides, so that the village seemed
to stand on an island in the plain. A mile due
west of it was Beshshit, while one mile to the north
across more than one wadi stood El Mughar at the southern
end of an irregular line of hills which separated
Yebnah and Akir, which will be more readily recognised,
the former as the Jamnia of the Jews and the latter
as Ekron, one of the famous Philistine cities.
While the 75th Division was forcing back the line
Turmus-Kustineh-Yasur and Mesmiyeh athwart the road
to Junction Station the 155th Brigade attacked Katrah.
The whole of the artillery of two divisions opened
a bombardment of the line at eight o’clock,
but the Turks showed more willingness to concede ground
on the east than at Katrah, where the machine-gun
fire was exceptionally heavy. General Pollak M’Call
decided to assault the village with the bulk of his
brigade, and seizing a rifle and bayonet from a wounded
man, led the charge himself, took the village, and
gradually cleared the enemy out of the cactus-enclosed
gardens. The enemy losses at Katrah were very
heavy. In crossing a rectangular field many Turks
were caught in a cross fire from our machine guns,
and over 400 dead were counted in this one field.
CHAPTER XI
TWO YEOMANRY CHARGES
In front of the mud huts of Mughar, so closely packed
together on the southern slope of the hill that the
dwellings at the bottom seemed to keep the upper houses
from falling into the plain, there was a long oval
garden with a clump of cypresses in the centre, the
whole surrounded by cactus hedges of great age and
strength. In the cypresses was a nest of machine
guns whose crews had a perfect view of an advance
from Katrah. The infantry had to advance over
flat open ground to the edge of the garden. The
Turkish machine-gunners and riflemen in the garden
and village were supported by artillery firing from
behind the ridge at the back of the village, and although
the brigade made repeated efforts to get on, its advance
was held up in the early afternoon, and it seemed
impossible to take the place by infantry from the
south in the clear light of a November afternoon.