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19 Dec, 1916I was on out post, it was a cold night, but beautiful as every night is here, never the less my bivvy sheet was wringing wet with dew this morning. It was a fool of a post we were on surrounded by hills, Abdul could creep right up to it unnoticed, while the horses make noise enough to make our where abouts known to a radius of half a mile at least. The Transports with their limbers arrived last night Kicking up the deuce of a row €“ I was pleased to see Fiskies smiling old dial this morning as we came in past their camp.
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