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November, 1915
Friday 26
Nothin doin!!! All quiet in front. So far as one side goes, but the Turks bang away, rifle, Bomb & Shells in between if you listen you can hear the Grouse calling to each other & an odd jackal barking – at night I mean –
One would think the cannonading would have frightened all animals away –
The jackals pull the dead Turks about like a Fox would a sheep. Of course we bury all possible.

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