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make the sky a sea of dancing lights. Green red & white flares shot up from his trenches in his endeavours to get a bit of light on the subjet & to call up his artillery. Once I saw a fountain of sparks & flame spouting up from his trenches. I don't know what it was but it might have been liquid fire shells. It is marvellous the devices we have for killing men.

About 5 am the prisoners started to come in & they collected them in cages. They looked a very motley crew. Big & small old & young some looked haggard & some well fed. I heard some one say that they were clean & wore clean new underclothing. I carried a stretcher case to the dressing station & saw a mob of our chaps sitting round a Fritz feeding him & giving him cigarettes & talking German French & Australian all in one trying to ask him how he liked the war etc. He seemed quite happy & I don't think would have gone back again.

Had a wash in a shellhole & discovered a truck full of comforts which had been abandoned & soon had some cocoa & milk going with the aid of some muddy water. Since the first signs of dawn dozens of our aeroplanes took possession of the air - the battle -"buses" diving & darting down on to Fritz's trenches & looking for fights which were not forthcoming owing to an entire absence of enemy machines - the observing scouts flying backwards & forwards directing the artillery

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