|Sydney Raymond Allen
was the son of Mr and Mrs George Thomas Allen,
a provision broker,
of 8 Alexandra Road, Claughton.
Kenneth Harris Allen
|For further biographical details see
Birkenhead 1914 - 1918
An extensive biography appeared in
Liverpool's Scroll of Fame. His
photo appeared in the biography and is
reproduced here with the kind permission of
Liverpool Record Office.
Sec.-Lieut. SYDNEY R.
| THE Somme Battles of
1916 had no equal in all the war's history
in the innumerable deeds of heroism they
produced. Several volumes could be written
of these narratives of individual gallantry.
Sydney R. Allen, of whose part we are now
about to write, was one of those officers
who died on the first day of that great
offensive, and it was to the high courage
which he and so many others displayed that
so large a tract of territory was
subsequently wrested from the enemy's
| Young Allen
was the twenty-two year old son of Mr. and
Mrs. George T. Allen, of Alexandra Road,
Claughton. Educated at the Great Crosby
Merchant Taylors' school, he was apprenticed
to Messrs. Alfred Dobell & Co., the
well-known firm of timber merchants, with
whom his time should have expired in 1915.
But the year before the war had begun, and
he was one of those splendid patriots who
immediately left their homes and future,
sacrificed all ideas of comfort and
commercial ambitions that they had planned
for themselves, and responded with alacrity
to the call of duty. He joined the 6th
King's (Liverpool Regiment) three days after
was was declared, and went out to France in
February, 1915, an eager Territorial, as one
of the "First Hundred Thousand."
showing his mettle, he was given his
commission in the following month, and his
further military service was with the 16th
Manchester Regiment. With this Kitchener
unit he saw a lot of hard fighting, and it
was in Montauban, on the 1st of July, 1916,
that he was killed instantaneously when
leading a bombing party towards the German
lines. He was a brave and selfless-minded
officer. Once, indeed, he saved the life of
a brother officer by going out and carrying
him back to safety though the enemy was only
forty yards away. In this errand of
dauntless pluck he was wounded severely.
Such an officer was bound to be an
inspiration to his men, and those who served
with him most certainly did fight with all
the more ardour under the stimulus of his
fearless, resourceful leadership.