Letters to Mrs R. H. Caldwell, from her son Robert Douglas Caldwell and other soldiers, 1917-1919 - Page 169

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[Page 169]

I dont like. I dont mind looking over the parapet in the front line all night, there is always a certain amount of excitement there, the expectancy of seeing a Fritz or some thing, but to stand guarding prisoners, it is altogether too monotonous for me although it is only 2 hours at a time. One of our shifts last night

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