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25 miles, and coming in as fresh as paint.

We had time to ride down to the beach and see the Clyde, from which the British troops disembarked, and the Messina, an old French Battleship run ashore for a breakwater, both vessells look like ordinary wrecks and refuse to speak a word of their tragic past.

The settling down for the night was uncomfortable, bell tents are not what the used to be as far as I'm concerned and I am looking forward to Constantinople and a fair to moderate hotel, where I can stretch my old bones in a bed & have a bath all over when I get up.

March 8th 1919

Day began grey but muggy, we were all a bit stiff from the ride & short in the temper until grub & tea came along or rather was prepared in the tent. The Old Bean had a great day among the old trenches about the plain before Cr Krithia. Achi Baba makes a fine contour in the background, and the plain is covered with bushes of heather & sage bush with a very few small

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