Tuesday 4 September 2018

A Man Called Jack

The Miraculous “Lives” of a Man Called Jack
John Cox
Lime leaf publications, 2017, 205pp

John Cox has written a touching biography of his father, Regimental Sergeant-Major Arthur John (Jack) Cox, DCM, who served in action in the Boer War, the 1907 Zulu Rebellion and the First World War. He also served in the Australian Militia from 1938 until 1942, when he was discharged as unfit for overseas service before his unit sailed for New Guinea.

The author follows his father’s early life including his time on a fishing boat as a teenager and service in the Hampshire Yeomanry. On the outbreak of the Boer War, Jack transferred to the Imperial Yeomanry. He served in South Africa with his twin brother Herbert, who was taller than Jack. This contributed to Herbert’s death in action. He was tall enough to be incompletely concealed in a gully after a Boer ambush, and was shot through the head by Jack’s side.

The author recounts Jack’s later life in South Africa when he took his discharge there after the war ended. While working with explosives with de Beers, Jack extinguished a fire next to an explosive store, saving the facility from a possible disaster. Later, Jack joined a contingent to help suppress a Zulu uprising in 1907. Service as a patrol officer in the Transvaal followed. This ended when a trainee patrol officer under Jack’s supervision disregarded orders and was taken by a lion. Enough of Africa!

After a short interlude in New Zealand culminating in an earthquake, Jack moved to Australia, ending up in Lithgow. There he worked in the small arms factory, and met his future wife at the boarding house where he stayed. Jack later moved to Bendigo and worked in the gold mines until the outbreak of the First World War.

Jack soon enlisted as Number 85 in the 4th Light Horse Regiment.  He married his fiancĂ©e on the morning the unit embarked, and did not see his wife again for more than four years.

When the Light Horse units were required as reinforcements on Gallipoli, Jack went with his Regiment, landing on 5 May. On Gallipoli Jack had a number of close escapes, including from shell bursts and a faulty Turkish bomb that landed beside him as he slept. He was also commended orally for staying in a trench while wounded, until reinforcements could arrive.

After the evacuation of Gallipoli, Jack spent some time with the newly raised Imperial Camel Corps Brigade, including at the Battles of Romani, Magdhaba and Rafa, before returning to his Regiment late in 1916. Jack rode with the 4th Light Horse at Beersheba. During the charge he captured a Turkish machine gun post on the flank. He was awarded the Distinguished Conduct Medal for this action, although he was told by his commanding officer that he had been recommended for the Victoria Cross.

During the Es Salt raid, Jack had another narrow escape, when his horse took the force of a shell burst that killed three other men (and the horse). During the final offensive Jack’s Regiment advanced to Damascus. Soon after, he and other ‘originals’ of the unit embarked for Australia.

After working a soldiers’ settlement farm in northern New South Wales, where his six children were born, Jack moved to Sydney in 1935. He joined the 36th Battalion of the Militia when aged almost 60. After being discharged in 1942 as unfit for overseas service at the age of 63, he worked in the Naval Armoury Stores until after the War. Jack died in 1958 from the effects of a stroke he suffered in 1951.

Jack Cox, DCM, lived almost 80 years, many of which were spent serving the countries in which he lived. He was an exemplar of a society that has now almost passed from the scene. In some ways his story is reminiscent of another Australian soldier of the First World War, Bert Facey.

The author expresses disappointment that his father did not receive the VC that he probably earned. This disappointment is understandable, but there were undoubtedly many men who did not receive the recognition they deserved. For better or for worse, Jack did receive the second highest award available to him. That award, this book, and his many descendants, will ensure that he is not forgotten.




JOHN DONOVAN