SCOTT, Sydney Peter
| Service Number: | 2869 |
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| Enlisted: | 17 October 1916, Adelaide, South Australia |
| Last Rank: | Private |
| Last Unit: | 43rd Infantry Battalion |
| Born: | Silverton, NSW, date not yet discovered |
| Home Town: | Port Pirie, Port Pirie City and Dists, South Australia |
| Schooling: | Not yet discovered |
| Occupation: | Labourer |
| Died: | Killed in Action, Belgium, 4 October 1917, age not yet discovered |
| Cemetery: |
No known grave - "Known Unto God" Menin Gate Memorial, Ypres, Flanders, Belgium |
| Memorials: | Adelaide National War Memorial, Australian War Memorial Roll of Honour, Menin Gate Memorial (Commonwealth Memorial to the Missing of the Ypres Salient), Port Pirie Fathers of Sailors and Soldiers Association Port Pirie District Roll of Honor WW1, Port Pirie Oval WW1 Memorial Gates |
World War 1 Service
| 17 Oct 1916: | Enlisted AIF WW1, Adelaide, South Australia | |
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| 16 Dec 1916: | Involvement AIF WW1, Private, 2869, 43rd Infantry Battalion, Third Ypres, --- :embarkation_roll: roll_number: '18' embarkation_place: Adelaide embarkation_ship: HMAT Berrima embarkation_ship_number: A35 public_note: '' | |
| 16 Dec 1916: | Embarked AIF WW1, Private, 2869, 43rd Infantry Battalion, HMAT Berrima, Adelaide |
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"SCOTT.— Killed in action in France, Private Sydney P. Scott, fourth son of W. and E. C. Scott, Port Pirie West.
Rest on in peace, oh, warrior brave, For now your task is o'er; The greatest gift you gladly gave, To help us win the war.
The last post now has sounded, You've laid aside your sword, And God has called you from us, To your nobly won reward.
This prayer we all are breathing, Though our hearts are wrung with pain, Rest on in peace, brave soldier boy, Till the bugle sounds again. Inserted by his loving parents, sisters and brothers.
SCOTT.— In loving memory of Pte. Sydney P. Scott, of Port Pirie West, who was killed in action on October 4, 1917.
When the shadows are falling soft and still, And the heat of the day is done, I see through the dark, as a mother will, The face of the lad that's gone;
The face of a lad with a stalwart frame, Whom God once gave to me, With a fearless heart and a stainless name, And a soul of chivalry.
I see him again as he said farewell, Gallant and tall and gay, I hear the ring of the station bell The day that he went away;
And Oh the day when the cable came, And I knew that this race was run, And that nothing was left but an honored name, And a grave for my son — my son.
And every night when the sun goes west, And the toil of the day is done, Oh we long for the boy we all loved And the smile of the lad that's gone. Inserted by his sorrowing mother." - from the Port Pirie Recorder 06 Nov 1917 (nla.gov.au)
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