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The "Chess board" was a mass of bursting shells, our own & the Turk's & as they burst they threw out different coloured flashes, some golden some pink, yellow, blue, dark & light red, & all different shades from the different sorts of explosives they were using there was a perfect din, while this was going on, then all of a sudden it seemed to stop, it was quiet for about 10 minutes, then a terrific rifle fire broke out, & we could hear the Turks calling on their God as they came at us, everyman was ready for them, & we tore it in right & left, they broke in at one or two points, but those that got in never got out no more, they were bayonetted instantly, one little incident occurred here that is

worth mentioning, a Turk had got up to the parapet, & was poking his rifle over & firing into the trench old Maj. Kindon spotted him, & grabbed his rifle & pulled him into the trench & shot him with his own rifle not bad was it. about 4.30. they broke & made for their trenches it was just breaking day, & we potted them nicely as they got back to their trenches. About 10 o'clock if I remember right (I am no so sure about the time) they came again, but how feebly they attacked, they seemed to trot along as if pace was of no account & we fairly mowed them down this was the day that Len made such a name for himself, though he had a good reputation before this & was marked out as a good sniper

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