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[Page 93]

Let Farmer Whyte see all [my?] home letters in case he wants to use any, he can.
O.H.

Still Egypt:
28.4.15.

My Dear home folk:-   {That includes all the nephews & nieces & Mabel Francie, Viva, Leoda, Ida Nora, Molly, Farmer Whyte, Percy Allen, [Bill?]
The cry of the Light Horsemen in Egypt at present is "How long O Lord, How long".   For all the infantry & artillery have gone to the Dardanelles to thrash the Turk, while we have to stick here in the desert like an 'Army of Occupation'.   Of course we are assured that we shant be long, & that once the landing has been effected we will follow straight away.   But somehow that does not satisfy us.  

We have had a rather interesting time lately.   The most interesting function was the "Fete du 75" held in Cairo.   I had to attend several meetings & then direct the sports.   I enclose a cutting from the paper & a programme.
Headquarters have just finished their musketry.   We rose at 4.20 AM; tramped a mile across the desert & then fired at 100 200 300 & 500 yds.   Out of the headquarters men I came second, being just beaten by one point by Sgt Shelley (Percy Allen knows him).   The Brigadier & I both had a

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