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1918
Wed 24th (cont.)
Lessons are now in full swing at the lager, thanks to the exertions of Colonel C.H. Bury, whom I met first in Karlsruhe.

(In return for years about Tian Shan I tell him all about Papeete etc in the Beatrice Grimshaw style.) Suddenly remembered with a gasp where I had seen our mathematics teacher (H.E. Balfour, a long grave, Canadian B.A.). He was in last night's concert as a black-garbed pierrette with a scarlet garter encircling a silk-stockinged leg!

His garb did not give him poise; his staring eyes betrayed a lack of aplomb. The French teacher is Ward, an awfully decent young French-Englishman; our German Master is the Censor (the village schoolmaster); while Collier, ex. "Hobart Mercury", presides at shorthand.

Wed 1st May
Blue.

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