Item 01: G. O. Hawkins articles and notes ca. 1916-1919 - Page 135

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[Page 135]

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No sooner is the dragon-like shadow, that we now know to be the Twenty-Seventh Battalion, lost to us in the night than we are moved with a desire to gather whatever news it may bring from other sectors of the front.
Stepping into the inky flood, that the roadway seems to be, we move hastily along and reaching the tail of the shadow melt into it, knowing that we are there only by feeling the shoulders of marching men against our own.
"Where have you come from?" we ask
"From the huts down there by the Engineers Saw Mill." a voice replies
"About five miles back," another voice explains.
"But we came from the Somme before that," a third voice declares.
"Was there a chap named Snowy Blackthorn with you?"

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