Item 01: Malcolm Shore Stanley correspondence, 8 December 1916-28 October 1918 - Page 306

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[Page 306]

because I will not let him "jingo", it is funny. The Major would not let me go out the night following & all these sort of things made me stay to dinner etc.

Tonight I go out to show another officer over & then I return to a village another couple of miles back for to stay the night then away we go to another part somewhere in France.

Today they buried Miles to the boom of the guns, we made a silent salute & turned away. I felt depressed & sad & on returning home - there was only another officer & myself & the padre there - I made a lovely wreath of sweet smelling lilac to lay on the grave, its jolly hard when you remember how far away his people are.

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