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Delville Wood instantly lighting fire in the side wound. Broke me up experience of the past.

4 November 1916 Sat
Met Norman Burgess again & Arthur Davis at night. Hundreds more sick & wounded pass through mud & clothes. Young [Wurik] passes through suffering if I remember with trench feet. Terrible news of my great pals death Norman Sanderson killed in [text continued at top of page]

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They are both dead now

5 November 1916 Sun
Busy as usual. The train brings load of wounded down. Several injections some 40 odd since 4 oclock. Bell pulls up a bottle of rum for me which Dick & myself consumed before retiring for the night. Very cold.

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