Item 01: Henry Weston Pryce diary, May 1916-ca. 1918 - Page 47
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[Page 47]
? Guns
12th Officially informed of the why & wherefore of things. We're here because its better to be hot & hungry than cold & stiff. We're to go on ½ ration forthwith. We're to wash no more in fresh water nor are we to shave until further notice on pain of instant death & dismissal from the A.I.F. (I don't think). We've got to help unload cargo & coal ship (we smile), we're to stoke fires, launch boats, learn navigation & be prepared to duck over side & swim ashore & take to the tall timbers tother side the hills - if Fremantle says so. Tonight there are 20 ships & near that many thousand men bottled in this jar of pickles.
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