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farm or building of any kind. Near the dressing station was the dead straight tree lined St Quentin Road a short way back along which was Warfusee in ruins, & a smashed civilian cemetery. At a military cemetery outside this Darcy Dickson, Fred Cocks & I buried a chap on Monday afternoon.

Away in the distance, to the left & opposite side the trees in the valley basin of the Somme could be seen. Otherwise, dusty grass criss crossed by roads & improvised old front line tracks, littered with smashed ploughs, limbers, waggons shells & the usual paraphanalia.

Unlike the Ypres salient nature here is only half & not entirely killed. Shells holes, though frequent, are not next to each other as in the former & the fighting has been too transitory over here to have played such awful havoc.

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