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theres always a sting in drink

Close by to Sec Bois was the town of Hazebrouck, a large place One afternoon my friend & I set out to visit it. On the way we called into Borre workshops where some British Engineers were quartered.

At Hazebrouck we entered the church and had a look round. The priest was before the altar intoning prayers. There were several people there too We walked to Borre one Sunday afternoon. Entering the church sitting down just inside the door. The little children were singing [indecipherable] or something to that effect We had a half-holiday on what was the French holy-day

My mate was selected

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