Munckton, Robert Evans
“BOB,” “Bluey”
ASC Honour Roll and Register, only give second name initial “E,” this was for Evans. He was the first to enlist from Dubbo, in
3rd Bn. and killed at Battle of Lone Pine. This dossier includes several newspaper articles which are specially presented as they
are first person accounts and may be useful and interesting for students.
Above post-war card from his mother lists his calling as “Student.” This is because, after leaving ASC, he returned
for extra studies to further prepare him for a career in the Law.
ALL SAINTS’ COLLEGE
ANNUAL BREAKING UP. ADDRESSES BY BISHOP LONG AND MR. STILES.
THE PRIZE LIST. (Ed. Some text deleted.)
There was a fashionable gathering at All Saints' College yesterday afternoon, when the Right Rev. Dr. Long distributed the prizes in
connection with the year's work. The ladies were easily in the majority. Bishop Long made himself quite at home, and showed he was not a
new chum at 'break ups.' Among those present were the Bishop elect of Queensland (the Rev. J. O. Feetham), Venerable Archdeacon
Oakes, the Revs, Canon Forster and C. J. Allen, Ald. J. McPhillamy, and Mr. R. W. Peacock (manager of the Experiment Farm) After
extending' a' hearty welcome to the Bishop and Rev. T. O. Feetham, the headmaster delivered his report on the past year. He said -that the
progress which he had had to report ---------surpassed all expectations. Whereas a year agro he had prophesied that in three years he would
have 30 boarders, he had now in two years very nearly, reached that number. (As a matter of fact 29 boarders and 11 day boys had entered
the school under Mr. Stiles' regime.) A number of boys were leaving this term, having come to the end of their school days — boys who, in
examinations and games and by a loyal holding of the high traditions of the school, which they had learnt from his predecessor, Mr. Britten,
had brought honor to the school. . They left behind them to those who now were middle form boys, but who were to be the leaders n the
days to come, a lofty example to be followed in every department of the school's life.
In A. R. Blacket ---invaluable in maintaining the high traditions of the past. -------- in the recent senior public examination, had taken one A
and six B's matriculated, and obtained second class honors in mathematics ,third-class honors in Latin, and then, on Saturday, had made
105 not out at cricket. Gillham's pass had been three A's and three B's, second-class honors in mathematics, and first-class in geography.
In the junior public, R. E. Munckton had obtained the magnificent pass of five A's and one C; A. C. Hall, two A's, two B's, and two C's; A.R.
Macfarlane, one B and 3 C's. C/ II Gillham had been successful '' in the cadet draughtsmanship examination. R. S. O. Holston and R U.
Sloman had passed the bankers, and in the London School of Music's preliminary.
---------- Every boy sent up during the course of the year had passed, as they could chronicle the proven fact that in all the public
examinations they had obtained 100 per cent, of the passes. In the school exanimations' as the prizes testified, results, had also been high.
''In cricket, early in the year, the school had won the junior competition, and' in football had defeated their doughty opponents, St. Stanislaus'
College,---- ' True, they had defeated us later on ------ but we ended up the season with honors ever, after games which had been signalized
by clean hard play and the best of sportsmanship. After the lapse of a number, of years, the school eleven had again visited Sydney, and
out of their three matches succeeded in winning one, and from their defeats learn; lessons which would perhaps enable them to win in the
future. There was nothing further to add, but that there had not been any illness in the school during the year. We have to realize to-day that
school-power is the stamp of nation power,' opened Bishop Long. He went on to say that people sometimes thought that a nation's power
was measured by its dreadnoughts, super-dreadnoughts, and compulsory training; and by its reservists and the number of men that could
be utilized at once for military purposes. These were units upon which a nation's power was generally measured. But it was becoming
realized more and more that the world-power really rested on school-power, and, that the nation whose school-power was strong was the
nation that eventually would show its real world-power. So he was convinced that alarming as the ordinary diplomatic outlook might be at
present, statesmen's eyes had more and more be turned inwards, rather than out wards upon other nations, and more and more the
Chancellor of the Exchequer had to be compelled to see that he had to provide for school power before providing for ship power.
(Applause.) This school-power rested up on the basis of the general intelligence in the whole community, the basis of adaptability, and the
power acquired by the people to put to the best use their powers to overcome the circumstances
--------Accordingly, said his Lordship, states men were beginning to see that work power rested on school power. And a nation content to
leave a vast proportion of its own population below the average intelligence at which they would work its power and place among the great
nations of the world. The power of a nation not only rested »upon the general intelligence, but also upon what might 'be termed its will
power; not only their adaptability to concentrate on purpose, but their education in morality in its widest sense — that determination to do
the best for oneself and power.-------.
E. Munckton, A. C. Hall;' old (boys' prize for general progress.-V. Murray. Form Prizes. — V., F.M. Veness; IV. J. McPhillamy; III. G. M.
Long; II. V. Murray; I., K. Blacket. Mathematics Form Prizes.— V., R. E. Munckton; IV., G. Nash; III., C. Low; II., J. Anderson; la., A. K.
Blacket; J. Armstrong; senior, J. McPhillamy. High Percentages in Examinations.— V., A. C. Hall; IV., J. McPhillamy, G. Nash, G.
Johnston, L. Nash, C. Avern. L. Mcllveen; III. J. Armstrong; II. G. Snow, K. Parry, H. R. Pigott, R. M Glasson.
The Bathurst Times18/12/12 P.2
Junior Examinations.
DUBBO PUPILS' SUCCESSES.
Robert Munckton, a pupil of All Saints" College, Bathurst, passed exceedingly well, getting 5 As and 1 C out of the six subjects he sat for.
Robert is the son of Mrs. Munckton, of Hopetoun Hospital.
Dubbo Liberal 23/7/12. P.2.
R.E Munckton is learning how to become a bloated capitalist by managing other people’s trust funds in the Permanent Trustee Co.
Bathurstian June 1913 P.827
CHEERY AND INTERESTING LETTERS.
The Emden sunk and the coast clear, the censorship embargo was lifted as the First Australian Contingent passed for Colombo. Two
interesting and cheery letters, giving minute details of the expedition, and recounting many sidelights of the voyage to within sight of Aden,
have been put into our hands.
"Bob" Munckton writes a fine description of all that happened on the voyage — quite a literary effort — to his mother. His word pictures of
the life on board, of the assembly of the transports and cruisers off Albany prior to leaving Australians waters, of the excitement, but no fear
because of the very possible assault from the predatory Emden, of the ringing cheers that greeted the "Sydney" as she dashed passed his
ship to Cocos Island on her death-dealing mission, and of the wild joy that followed the wireless message that the "Sydney" had
accomplished her purpose, and rid the seas of the pirate, and the last cause for anxiety in the Indian Ocean — all this is very vivid word
painting, and quite worthy of a Munckton. Anyone who reads these letters, even if they were an atheist, couldn't refrain from uttering a silent
but sincere prayer for the safety of our brave lads — God Bless Them.
Dubbo Liberal 25/12/14 P.4.
Land of the Pharaohs.
Mrs. Munckton, of Hopetoun Private Hospital, Dubbo, is in receipt of another letter from her gallant son, "Bob,'' who, with the thousands of
other Australian heroes, are camped in the shadow of the Egyptian pyramids, waiting for a scrap with the Mussulmans.
"Bob" writes the usual interesting letter. There is sincerity in every phrase, and the whole epistle is a re- flex of that strong and enduring
bond of affection and sympathy which unites the members of the Munckton family. The letter is quite a volume in itself, so that the limitations
of space preclude more than the publication of the merest précis. Bob, with his wonderful capacity for detail, draws vivid pictures of camp
life, and the spirit which animates the troops. He says they are all happy; that the arrangements for their personal com- fort are splendid; and
that hard work digging trenches, and in marching through the sands, together with a con genial winter climate, a splendid esprit de corps,
wholesome diet, regular hours, moderation in everything, and a happiness resulting from a sense of duty done and to be done — these, he
says, are factors which have wonderfully built up the physique of our men — to such an extent that their friends would hardly recognize
them. He admits that there are a few wasters, but only a few, and on the whole the tone of the camp life is admirable. The camp is divided
off into streets like a town, and each street is paved and named. Referring to Cairo, he says it is a fine city in many ways, but vice is
rampant, and it is hardly to be wondered at that some of the weak soldiers succumb to the temptations which beset them. The
Mohammedans, he says, are most zealous in their religious observances, and scrupulously attend to these obligations three times a day.
And then sly old Bob — he goes on to speak in superlatives of the charms of the ladies — their dainty and elegant hands, and pretty tootsies
peeping modestly beyond the edges of their orthodox garb, their delicately chiseled features, and their beautiful black eyes. Of course, he
adds, it is their unapproachableness which magnifies their charms. Each lady wears a veil, and the removal of this in public is punish- able
with ostracism.
The Light Horse are camped at Alexandria, and hence "Bob" has seen very little of Mr. Murgha Mack, a great friend of the family.
Should any of his friends wish to write to "Bob" his address is Private R. Munckton (No. 349), No. 9 Platoon "C" Company, 3rd Battalion, 1st
Infantry Brigade, Australian Imperial Force. On Active Service.
Dubbo Liberal 19/2/15 P.2
ALL WELL IN EGYPT.
The Men Healthy and Happy.
Robert Munckton, who went with the First Expeditionary Force to Egypt, writing to his mother in Dubbo, states that the men are happy, and
the arrangements made for their personal comfort entirely satisfactory. The work they are doing is trench digging. Marching through the
sands in the genial winter climate on wholesome diet produces a happiness resulting from a sense of duty done and to be done. “So much
Improved is the physique of our men,” he writes, 'that their friends would hardly recognize them.” He admits that there, are a few wasters,
but only a few, and on the whole the tone of the camp life is excellent. (Ed. Dated 2 months before the “Landing.”)
The Farmer and Settler, 26/2/15 P.2
(Ed.
The next long, press copy is added to this dossier, as Reid gives a long account of training and conditions in Egypt. It is
included as it is original material and may be of use as an educational resource.
In the final paragraph, mentioned are ASC”Dubboite” men, Munckton and Holl, soon to be killed. They were both in the 3 rd.Bn.
Land of the Pharaohs
PRIVATE REID PREDICTS AN EARLY MOVE.
Private John Reid has sent another highly interesting letter to his parents, Mr. and Mrs. J. Reid, Newtown, Dubbo. He indicates that an
early move "somewhere" is certain. Writing from Mena Camp. Cairo, on February 20 he says, inter alia: -
The 1st Brigade, consisting of the first four battalions, completed its brigade training with a four days' bivouac. We had a route march of 10
miles to the camping ground, where we were under active service conditions. At 5 o'clock the first afternoon we marched out in battle array
to prepare for an expected attack. This meant entrenching ourselves. We dug far into the night and about five feet into the desert; and made
the discovery that the desert is not always sand, for a couple of feet from the surface the shovel bounced off a hard shale, which
necessitated the use of the pick. In our training, emphasis is laid on the construction of trenches, for to avoid heavy casualties in modern
warfare an army must dig itself in ; so if the Australians imitate the rabbit in its burrowing they will be well protected. The trench was
completed about 2 a.m., and we were able to get forty winks before the hour of dawn arrived, when all stand to arms so as to be prepared
for surprise attacks. An armistice was called between the hours of 6 and 9, when we breakfasted. An attack on our position was made by the
4th Battalion, and it was rather interesting to see an approaching "enemy" alternately in the open and under cover. By noon operations were
over, and we returned to the bivouac ground. Here we washed out of our water bottle or mess tin for want of better conveniences, and at
night slept soundly on the sand, covered with only a blanket, great coat, and a further unavoidable addition of a heavy dew.
On Sunday night, at 10 o'clock, the whole brigade marched into the dark- ness. It was a case of follow the leader, for it was impossible to
distinguish anything at more than 20 yards distance. We were on the move all through the night, with occasional spells, when we would drop
down to rest, and it was remarkable the short time in which some lads could raise a snore. At one spot we had to go in single file over a
plank that led across an irrigation channel, and the pace be- came snail-like. The whole march, in fact went in fits and starts, something like
the progress made by a nervous man walking bare-footed through a thistle patch. At 4.30 a.m. the brigade massed in close formation, and
with bayonets fixed made a charge with the idea of surprising and routing a sup- posed enemy. The platoon I'm in brought up the rear in the
bayonet charge, a position which will do me in any actual charge. During the bivouac we were fed well and always had plenty to eat, the
daily menu consisting of stew, potatoes, tea bread, jam and cheese.
The Brigadier, Col. McLaurin, ad- dressing the troops before the return to Mena Camp, expressed his pleasure at the success of the
bivouac, and declared that the 1st Brigade was "fit for war.'' And the signs of the time seem to foretell, and Dame Rumor has it, too, that we
shall soon make our departure from Egypt, though such event may possibly be delayed by a slight outbreak of smallpox. Two cases have
been reported, and there must at least be 21 clear days without a fresh case before we can leave here. There are no cases in the 1st
Battalion, but the pre caution has been taken to vaccinate us all again.
Camp life is now self-contained, and as far as living is concerned there is hardly any need to visit Cairo. We are shaved for a half-piastre
(1¼d), and boots are cleaned at the same rate ; laundrymen call at the tent for washing, newsboys sell the daily papers as early as reveille,
and shops and stalls of all descriptions have a place in the scheme of things. At night we may consider whether we'll go to the pictures, of
which there are four shows, or to the Y.M.C.A. tent, where interesting lectures are given by prominent men.
We have a large canteen in the Battalion grounds, at which all tastes are catered for between the limits of ice cream and beer, while one
may buy eatables from a rather extensive menu ; and the stock in the grocery depart ment would do credit to Gregory's store. The business
done on the night following pay day is enormous, especially in the beer canteen. The babel of voices can be heard within half a mile of it,
and all stages from the first mug to dreamland are represented.
Even the guardian of law and order- the sentry- is often drunk.
I accidently heard that Bob Munckton was in the 3rd Battalion, and on going across I also met Bob Holl. We had a yarn of old
times. There are twelve with the Force whose names are to be found on the old rolls of the Dubbo School, and it is possible that
there are others I know not of.
Dubbo Liberal 9/4/15 P2
PRIVATE BOB MUNCKTON
Mrs. Munckton, of Hopetoun Hospital, has received a card from her son Bob, intimating that he is well. Bob has now seen two months of the
fighting, and if the spirit which prompted him to enlist is still active — and we no doubt it is — he must already have potted a good many
Turks.
Bob, who was 20 years of age on the 20th May— the day he dispatched the card -- was the first Dubboite to enlist. He joined the forces in
Sydney, leaving here to do so a few days after the declaration of war by Great Britain.
Dubbo Liberal 25/6/15 P.2.
NEWS FROM OUR LADS
Mrs. Munckton, of Hopetoun Private Hospital, received a card this morning from her son Bob, stating that he is quite "well, and that be bad
received eight letters. The card is dated 8tli June, and is from the Dardanelles.
Dubbo Liberal16/7/15 P.4
PRIVATE BOB MUNCKTON.
Private Bob Private Bob Munckton has written a very newsy and, of course, affectionate letter to his mother. Referring to the landing he
says: — The Turks shelled us thoroughly nearly all the time the machineguns played on our positions incessantly. However, we stuck to it,
and now they could never move us. For a long time we had a hard life, working day and night to strengthen our position, and now we are
glad of it, as we live in safety, only, of course, for an occasional shot or shell which gets someone. They made one big attack on the 19th
May, but we mowed them down. Outside here the ground was brown with dead. I think they counted over 3000 of them. We can't guess how
many were wounded, but it must be a big number. We had a day's armistice to bury soon afterwards. The fleet has been our guardian angel
all along. The Turks said it turned the earth into hell. The way it can bombard is terrific.
Dubbp Liberal
10/8/15 P.4
MAJOR HEANE, D.S.O.
Mrs. Heane has received a letter from her gallant son, Major James Heane, D.S.O., in which he mentions that he had seen other brave
young Dubboites — Sergeant Bootle, Private Wright, the two Worthingtons, Bob Munckton, Cole, White, Wheeler — all of whom were O.K.
Everything was very quiet when he wrote (25th June), and for the week only two casualties had occurred in his battalion.
Dubbo Liberal 10/8/15 P.4.
A GOOD WORD FOR THE TURKS.
Private Bob Munckton, writing on July 15 to his family, says: — 'We all admire the Turks for their chivalry and determination. We shall soon
have them beaten, but they fight stubbornly. They are very fair at fighting. The other day they asked us to move our hospital, as it might be
hit by a shell. They did not fire near there till we had it moved. Once they hit the hospital ship, and they sent in to say it was an accident and
they regretted the incident. Our hospital ship is safe anywhere. They will not fire at it nor torpedo it. All the, men they, ever found wounded
they treated well, and gave some of them back to us.
Cumberland Argus 1/9/15 P.3
Letters from Our Soldiers.
PRIVATE BOB MUNCKTON.
Private Bob Munckton writing on 15th July to his family at Hopetoun Hospital, says, “I went in to see young Vic Worthington didn't know
anything about his brother, poor chap. The news nearly broke him down, but he is a soldier, and knows how to take bad news as well as
good. I am glad to hear about your young "Brigade.'' We will want all the boys in Australia after this business is over, I fear. Our artillery has
the ascendancy over the Turks now, which is a step towards victory. There was a very fierce due yesterday. We didn't know where to get to
be safe. I got badly bruised by shrapnel. The Turks are getting worn down, and we oughtn't to be many more months here.
In an earlier letter, dated 29th June, he says:-Things are getting to a head here, and I think we can finish the Turks soon. They have had
terrible losses at the hands of the British and French. We only had one affray, and killed three thousands of them, not to mention the
wounded. Yesterday some of our lads made a charge, and took a lot of their trenches, doing good work with the bayonet. The Turks are
fighting bravely and skillfully, and it is hard to beat them, but I think we pretty well have them done up now. The fleet is doing marvelous
work. Just now they are thundering away there, making things hellish for the Turk. The guns are like claps of thunder when they go off. You
need not be afraid of the asphyxiating gases, The Turks have been playing the game must creditably so far and are unlikely to resort to
gases. However, we are prepared. We have respirators which render the gases harmless, so it doesn't matter if they do use them.
Referring to the Turks in a letter to his brother "Mid," "Fighting Bob" says: We all admire the Turks for their chivalry and determination. We
will soon have t hem beaten, but they fight stubbornly. They are very fair at fighting. The other day they asked us to move our hospital, as it
might be hit by a shell. They didn't fire near there till we had it moved. Once they hit the hospital ship, and they sent in to say it was an
accident and they regretted the incident. Our hospital ship is safe anywhere. They won't tire at it or torpedo it. All the men whom they ever
found wounded they treated well, and gave some of them back to us.
Dubbp Liberal
22/8/15 P.2
Our Soldiers
No news has been received from Private Bob Munckton for .over three months. This is causing relatives and friends much anxiety.
The Dubbo Liberal 26/11/15 P.4
PRIVATE "BOB" MUNCKTON. MISSING.
Bob Munckton missing! After many weeks of anxious waiting the brief message, so full of potential tragedy, was flashed over the wires to the
gallant lad's mother on Tuesday. But there is still a flicker of hope to which the mother and family will fondly cling, relieving the awful feeling
of suspense which they are destined to experience until the truth is known. Bob's many friends earnestly pray with his loved ones that hope
in this case will prove a treacherous flatterer but that, on the contrary, its ruddy rays and golden tinges will be as a cork to the net, and so
keep their souls from linking to despair. But why talk we of despair! The mother who, with a smile and blessing, did not hesitate to send her
brave son forth on his sacred mission, is not one to be more than temporarily cast down even though the young hero has already passed
from earthly kin. Mrs. Munckton knows that in that event her son has found a hero's grave, that he is not really dead (for heroes do not die),
that their blood is the seed of nations, and that by their gallant victories in defense of the cause of freedom and justice a new Australia will
arise, built four square on the basic rock of liberty, whose watch words will be tolerance and fortitude.
Bob Munckton, as we knew him, was an honor to his family and a credit to Dubbo, the town of his birth. He was 20 years of age, we write in
the past tense, more because of his absence than that we fear the worst. After his elementary course at the Dubbo District School, he
entered All Saints' College, Bathurst, completing a year's study. Then he accepted a position with the Perpetual Trustee Company, but after
twelve months he returned to All Saints', with the intention of his later entrance to the legal profession.
War had only three days been declared against Germany when he arrived home one evening, and in a serious manner asked his mother to
allow him to do his bit for the Empire, he was then just 19. The wish was granted, and the boy, heartened by the sanctioning and stimulating
words and admiring looks of his best friend, as well as the commendation and encouragement of his aunt, Nurse McCready though it cost
her dearly, went off to Sydney next day, and was the first Dubboite to answer the call. There was no fuss. His natural modesty took him
away stealthily, and in the same quiet way he spent but one day in the bosom of his family on final leave before sailing with the First
Expeditionary Force. He was in the memorable landing at Gaba Tepe, and helped towards an accomplishment which will be the most
glorious page of' Australian history - really the beginning of our history, but a beginning written in letters of flame,-destined never to be
obliterated or dulled while that which be known as time still evicts.
Letters which came into our hands from Bob's comrades at the front after the 25th April- comments which in difference to the wishes of his
relatives were not published- told of the gallant bearing of the young Dubbo hero- the lad who blazed the track for others and indicated the
course of duty, which, alas! Too many of his faint-hearted contemporaries have absolutely refused to follow. He was always cheerful and
happy under all-circumstances, ever anticipating the achievement of the goal sought- strong, courageous, resolute, and enterprising, having
an unbounded faith in the justification of his labor in the trenches and his fierceness in the charge. On his piercing eye sat observation, and
on each glance of thought resolution followed as a thunderbolt pursues the flash. He has been missing since 6th August, the
commencement of the Lone Pine carnage. We all hope that, when the dark clouds of war are dissipated, and when the radiance of peace
once again illumines bosoms that are now dark with sorrow, we all hope that Bob Munckton will issue from his tenebrous retirement, sound
in body, and firm in spirit, and with his honors thick upon him. On the other hand, if he has fallen, Australia will be proud of her hero, and his
name will be written among the stars of heaven.
Dubbo Liberal 28/1/16 P.4.
PRIVATE ROBERT MUNCKTON.
Private Robert Munckton, reported missing between August 6 and 12, was 20 years of age, and a son of Mrs. Munckton, of Dubbo. He
joined the forces four days after the war broke out, and was at the first landing of the Australian troops at Gallipoli. Prior to enlisting he was
attending All Saints' College at Bathurst.
SMH 29/1/16 P.18
Mrs. Munckton, of Hopetoun Private Hospital, has just received the .official information, as the result of prolonged inquiry, that her son,
Private Robert Munckton, who was a member of the 3rd Battalion of the A.I. F., was killed in the sanguinary assault on Lone Pine at Gallipoli
on the Gtli August, 1915. The 3rd Battalion, it will be remembered, was one of those which was mainly concerned in the heroic attack on this
Turkish stronghold, and was badly cut up in that gallant adventure. The numerous friends of Mrs. Munckton extend their condolences to her
on the loss of her brave boy, who was well-known in Dubbo, and greatly respected by all who knew him. He was amongst the first who
heard the country's call, and he did his duty nobly, giving his life in Honor's cause.
Dubbo Liberal 27/10/16 P.4
CASUALTY LIST 484 DEAD.
The 240th casualty list issued yesterday morning contains the names of 17 officers and 699 men, of whom 3 officers and 447 men were
killed in action, 1 officer and52 men died from wounds, and 11 men died from other causes. Other casualties include 9 officers and 70 men
wounded, 1 officer and 42 men missing, 69 men sick, 8 men injured, and' 3 officers and 20 men prisoners of war. The fact that the list of the
dead is inordinately heavy does not mean that the Australians have recently engaged in more terrific fighting. The explanation is provided in
the fact that the majority of the men were killed in the awful struggle on the Gallipoli Peninsula between August 7 and August 12 of last year,
arid were previously reported missing. . The NSW casualties include: — - ' Killed in action (previously reported missing); Pte. R. Munckton
(Dubbo).
The Bathurst Times 6/11/16 P.2
Mrs. Munckton, of Hopetoun Private Hospital, has just received the .official information, as the result of prolonged inquiry, that her son,
Private Robert Munckton, who was a member of the 3rd Battalion of the A.I. F., was killed in the sanguinary assault on Lone Pine at Gallipoli
on the 6thi August, 1915. The 3rd Battalion, it will be remembered, was one of those which was mainly concerned in the heroic attack on this
Turkish stronghold, and was badly cut up in that gallant adventure. The numerous friends of Mrs. Munckton extend their condolences to her
on the loss of her brave boy, who was well-known in Dubbo, and greatly respected by all who knew him. He was amongst the first who
heard the country's call, and he did his duty nobly, giving his life in Honor's cause.
Dubbo Liberal 27/10/16 P.4
Commemorated on war memorial Dubbo.
Initial “E” missing
AWM. Tony Cable 2012
From Chamberlain’s, “The Bathurst Contingents.”
Holl and Munckton commemorated in illuminated volume pp 27-8 Warrior’s Chapel, All Saints’ Cathedra Bathurst.
Incorrect name spelling noted
Remains exhumed and re-buried Lone Pine. Note he was identified by his identity disc.
Cemetery: Lone Pine Cemetery, Gallipoli, Turkey
War Grave Register notes: Munckton, Pte. Robert, 349. 3rd Bn. Killed in action
2th Aug.1915. Age 20. Son of Henry and Mary Isabella Munckton, of Hopetoun, Dubbo.
Photo Max Janez 2012