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Somewhere in France
July 6th 1916

Dear Mother,
No doubt you will wonder why I have not written to you this last two weeks, it is on account of moving here from Egypt. We had a loverly trip accross from Marseille to where we are now within hearing of the firing of guns, which are not too far away. I daresay we shall meet these squareheads very shortly, as there are rumours flying round every day as to where we are going and where we arn't going. Everyone is just
itching to get at them especially the new hands who have never been under fire before. We left Gundagai, where the beaches are, for Ferry Post (Suez Canal) then for Moaska on June 10th, stayed there four days, then embarked in open trucks for our embarkation at Alexandria. It was not a bad trip through Egypt, but not as good as through France. The trooper we trooped in was a captured german steamer once the Lutzow, but now the "Huntsend", rather a skit on the Huns.  Rod had hard luck, as the day before we left for Moaska Rod he was sent to a hospital in Ismalia suffering from an absence abcess in the throat; I tried to get leave when I reached Moaska, but could not as we were moving

  

  

     

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