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Dec. 4 Saturday 1915
In bed all day
General Maxwell came & looked through the Hospital.
I hear that Lieu Hordern is in this Hospital sick
Got letters from Home what a joy it is to read them. I look & long for the day to come when I shall see those Dear Faces again.
Poor Girl she has the hard time. We men do not know what anxiety is. I reckon our Women are the Heroes.
God Bless them.

Dec. 5 Sunday 1915
In bed all day
Feeling a bit better though my food does me little good.
Service held down stairs can hear them sing, but cannot attend

Dec. 6 Monday 1915
In bed all day
The days are long lying in bed. I often wish they would send me Home, but I fear that my turn is a long way off yet. There are so many much worse that I have only a small chance

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