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coming to an end, behind us was a sheet of flame from our Artillery, and in front the mines roared and blazed like great furnaces at white heat which made me shiver when I thought of the poor beggars that were going up in them, after we were going for about five minutes the enemies artillery got on to us, and made it very hot one of our officers and

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