Item 01: Henry Weston Pryce diary, May 1916-ca. 1918 - Page 24
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[Page 24]
Fancy the air in these heavy stone places here in this tropical hell. Incidentally all the "white" buildings are down on the water side, bar those at Gloster & the barracks.
30th All efforts to refloat have failed so no one wins in the sweep bar the promoter & we are to abandon ship at once. An excellent programme.
1st Dec Came off yesterday in nigger boats towed in strings, M.G's last ashore. Told we must go into barracks a short distance from wharf. Marched through town into jungle & found ourselves on a winding mountain path. Carrying backpacks etc., one Hell of a Climb. One Hell of a Time, P.B.I.! We fell into Barracks one by one in the last stages of exhaustion
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