The Somme Stations (36 page)

And this was why Oliver Butler had gone all out to cover up the story of Naburn Lock: it could not be denied.

I had then stepped in, and done a bit of shouting of my own, in order to secure the information I needed to put myself in the clear, and in due course I had got it. Shaw said that Oliver Butler had told him the true story of events on Spurn – the one overheard from Tinsley by Roy Butler on the train from Amiens – and he repeated this for the benefit of all the coppers. Of course, this had been of only incidental interest to Shaw and the Butlers. Their only concern was that Tinsley and I had apparently known that Shaw was a killer.

Shaw had come after me so as to remove a witness. It was a lost cause, as he admitted, since he had already been questioned by the Chief, and was in line to be charged. But he was a violent sort, and that was all about it. Towards the end, Shaw said that if we let him go, he’d enlist the next day, which took me right back to the deal the Chief had made with Bernie Dawson at the start of it all. But Shaw was going into delirium. His next idea was a better one: being a Catholic, he asked for a priest. But he pegged out before any of the Ilkley coppers could lay hands on one.

Over opposite me in the library, Howell had laid the volume of
Punch
aside. He was listening to the music: the Nocturne of Debussy. We all were. It called to mind the gradual spreading of night, and somehow the rumbling movement of machinery in that night. I pictured Burton Dump, and the materiel train from Acheux reversing without warning and with no proper illumination, having just been unloaded. Oliver Butler had evidently been crossing the tracks with a new sort of field telephone in his hand, studying the thing and not paying proper attention to his surroundings. The confession of Tom Shaw had put him right in it, but now he was right out of it – gone off into the night. What would happen to his brothers remained to be seen. Two days after learning of Oliver Butler’s death, I had
been informed by telegram that a – or possibly
the
– Deputy Judge Advocate General of the Army Legal Corps had authorised the dropping of the charges against me. Of course, I would have preferred to hear the words from Thackeray himself.

The record man was now blowing the dust off another record – a second Nocturne by Debussy. This – in site of being another night piece – was more cheerful, and as it began, the fellow asked us to imagine ‘all the excitement of young people dancing at a fairground’.

I sat back in my chair and tried my best.

The North Eastern Railway
did
raise its own battalion for the Great War, and it
was
called the 17th Northumberland Fusiliers. The men were known as the ‘Newcastle Railway Pals’ although there were plenty from York among their number. Much of the early training of the battalion was roughly as described. It went to France in early 1916, and my account of the role of the battalion on the first day of the Somme is quite closely based on fact.

Generally, the men were involved in trench construction and maintenance, and in building railways, mainly standard-gauge ones. Their involvement in the
operation
of railways seems to have been slight.

Narrow-gauge lines did play an important part in the bringing forward of munitions, and on both sides of the conflict. The first British lines were constructed (by the Royal Engineers) during the late phase of the Somme campaign. But Burton Dump is imaginary, and the narrow-gauge lines did not come into their own until the following year, with the construction of the extensive networks around Arras and Ypres.

It was observed in
The Railway Gazette
Special War Transportation Number of 21 September 1920 that the light railways of the Great War, and the men who built and operated them, had ‘played no small part in civilisation’s struggle’.

by the same author

BILTON

THE BOBBY DAZZLERS

In the ‘Jim Stringer, Steam Detective’ series:

THE NECROPOLIS RAILWAY

THE BLACKPOOL HIGHFLYER

THE LOST LUGGAGE PORTER

MURDER AT DEVIATION JUNCTION

DEATH ON A BRANCH LINE

THE LAST TRAIN TO SCARBOROUGH

Andrew Martin grew up in Yorkshire. After qualifying as a barrister, he became a freelance journalist, writing about the North, class, seaside towns and eccentric individuals rather than the doings of the famous, although he did once loop-the-loop in a biplane with Gary Numan. He has also learned the rudiments of driving steam trains, although it will be a long time before any passengers are foolish enough to ride with him.

In praise of
The Necropolis Railway
, his first Jim Stringer adventure, the
Evening Standard
said ‘the age of steam has rarely been better evoked’, while the
Mirror
described the book as ‘a brilliant murder mystery’. This was followed by
The Blackpool Highflyer
and
The Lost Luggage Porter.
The next books in the series,
Murder at Deviation Junction
and
Death on a Branch Line
, were shortlisted for the Ellis Peters Historical Crime Award and, in 2008, Andrew Martin was shortlisted for the CWA Dagger in the Library Award.

He has also written a book about housework for men,
How to Get Things Really Flat: A Man’s Guide to Ironing, Dusting and Other Household Arts
, and a study of British ghostliness,
Ghoul Britannia
, which includes a ghost story of his own.

Andrew Martin’s website address is
www.jimstringernovels.com

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