Private REGINALD POTTS, of the 1/9th Battalion Manchester Regiment, arrived at his home, 165, Margaret Street, Ashton, on Monday, from Redcar, where he had been recuperating after an operation he underwent at the Leeds Military Hospital. It will be remembered that at Leeds, Private POTTS was introduced to the King, and that King George V was heartily amused when after commenting upon Private POTTS being one of the gallant Manchester Regiment, Private POTTS replied that he was "One of the Ashton lads, and proud of it." A reporter representative, who saw Private POTTS (who is nineteen years of age), was quite impressed with his youthful appearance. He looked too young to have undergone five strenuous months of hardship and mental strain on the Gallipoli Peninsula, and to have spent a terrible night in a sap bombing and being bombed by the enemy, with only a few yards between. It was for his participation in the affair that Private POTTS received a congratulatory card from Major-General W.Douglas, which read: - "The General Officer Commanding the 42nd (East Lancashire) Division congratulates 1347 Private R. POTTS, 1/9th Battalion, Manchester Regiment, on the gallant action performed by him on August 13th. (Signed) W.DOUGLAS Maj. Gen." In a self-deprecatory manner Private POTTS told the story of the affair of August 12th and 13th. "I was acting orderly to our Colonel (Colonel FALCON), who had been attached to the 9th Battalion from Punjabia on August 12th. The Turks had commenced a heavy bombardment, and the Colonel sent me with a message to Captain KERSHAW. Captain KERSHAW sent me back with word that the Turks were attacking very strongly through the 'Vineyard,' and that reinforcements were wanted urgently. Shells were bursting in all directions, and the stretcher bearers were busy carrying ammunition to the firing line, where the Ashton boys, fighting shoulder to shoulder, were keeping the Turks back. An order came down the line for bomb throwers to go into the sap that extended from one firing line towards the Turkish trenches. By the way, ARTHUR BOOTH, of Cotton Street, one of the bravest lads in the Territorials, was killed here whilst bomb throwing. I saw him with one hand blown off, and his shoulder and leg injured, and saw him die. It grieved us all. I volunteered for the job, and went with Lieutenant COOKE. The others in the bomb-throwing place were mostly Burnley lads. I don't know how I stuck it at all. I never dreamed I should come out alive that night. Lieutenant COOKE did splendidly, and if anyone deserved the Victoria Cross he did. He kept the bombs going right merrily, and fought like a trump. It was awful to see the other chaps being knocked out, and to think every moment that it was your turn next. We kept it up for 20 hours, until relieved by a Scottish Division. Four more Ashton lads came into the sap in the morning after the night, and helped to keep 'lobbing' the bombs over at the Turks. You have no idea how cheerful the boys have been, or how well Major CONNERY has looked after them. He has been a source of encouragement to them, and always had a smile for the lads. 'Men of the firing line first,' was his cry, and he did everything he could for them. The lads simply worship him now. The new drafts from home soon settle down. We thought they would be a bit nervous, but they took to the new life as a duck takes to water. Talking about water, whenever we felt dirty we used to have a bathe in the sea, with shells dropping very close at times. It was surprising how soon the boys picked up the new tunes. Just before I left 'Keep the Home Fires Burning' had become very popular." With a twinkle in his eye, Private POTTS added, "The most dangerous time in the trenches was when the Reporter arrived. Hundreds were nearly killed in the rush. The Australians used to like to see it, for there were a number of them who had come from Ashton district originally. One chap who used to come across regularly for the Reporter formerly lived in Stalybridge." Private POTTS came home on the Aquitania, and passed Gibraltar on the voyage home exactly 12 months after he passed it on the way to Egypt, and he said: - "It brought back many memories of the boys who had gone, who had died, and done their bit for England, and particularly for Ashton."