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makes one sit up & think. Things generally on the left are very brisk & each day sees a fresh skirmish in the region of 971 or the "chess board". News though is very hard to glean & altho we are to & fro, our men rarely pick up any first hand news of importance.

Afterwards – as a Prisoner of War – this is written.

September, & ensuing months have passed & sickness & disease have most of us waylaid – snow & ice greet us now & in such mountaineous country no shelter is offered us.

Fighting, eternal fighting still occupy those who are able to carry on – mostly everyone is frost bitten & unfit, & in addition the sea is against any decent landing which means supplies are below par.

The guns are hoary with frost & a number of men were drowned in the trenches
during the wintry conditions. K of K has visited us – he says

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