despatch-riders

Paler, thinner and older by years he emerged from his retirement triumphant, and the new code names went forth to a flourish of trumpets or rather of the hooters of the despatch-riders.

Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 153, November 28, 1917 Various

Motor-bicycles snort up to the door and arrogant despatch-riders enter with enormous envelopes containing leagues of correspondence, orders, minutes, circulars, maps, signals, lists, schedules, summaries and all sorts.

Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 152, June 13, 1917 Various

Dutch Reformed Church, standing peaceful and dazzling white in the torrid sun, were tents, wagons, horses, motor-cars, signalling-parties, despatch-riders and infantry.

With Botha in the Field Eric Moore Ritchie

More prisoners kept coming in; limping, bandaged men passed on their way down; infantry runners in khaki shorts, and motor-cycle despatch-riders hurried up and buzzed around the Brigade Headquarters; inside when the telephone bell wasn't ringing the brigade-major could be heard demanding reports from battalions, or issuing fresh instructions.

Pushed and the Return Push George Herbert Fosdike Nichols

Conferences of Generals, and dashing to and fro of despatch-riders, produced ambitious plans for an advance that would more than make up for the set-back of August 30.

Pushed and the Return Push George Herbert Fosdike Nichols

With Monday came three despatch-riders who reported that heavy fighting had taken place -- somewhere; the authorities declined to tell us where.

The Siege of Kimberley T. Phelan

Away over the hard red sand dunes to the north was the action zone, and from that direction every five minutes came sweating motor despatch-riders, who tore along to Headquarters.

With Botha in the Field Eric Moore Ritchie

Four motor-cars stood in the courtyard; some thirty chargers were tied to the long high railings; motor despatch-riders kept coming and going.

Pushed and the Return Push George Herbert Fosdike Nichols

But Jimmie remembered the armies, locked in their grip of death; never would despatch-riders need their motor-cycles more urgently than now!

Jimmie Higgins Upton Sinclair 1923

Tired, hungry, nerve-racked, splashed to the eyes in mud, or covered in a mask of dust, we started for the journey back to our own quarters, which we shifted from time to time in order to get as near as we could to the latest battle-front without getting beyond reach of the telegraph instruments -- by relays of despatch-riders -- at "Signals," G.H. Q., which remained immovably fixed in the rear.

Now It Can Be Told Philip Gibbs 1919