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the trees that no one is to shoot game in these woods & yet the guns hidden in its thick seclusion are pounding away at living human game beyond in the Bosch trenches & certainly the Bosch is not regarding the byelaws of the owner for he is repeatedly searching the wood with shells of all calibre in the hope of killing something. I had lunch up there in the bush.
Friday
Went to Bailleul. It is about 10 kilometres form here & for 8 of that distance the road runs through a beautiful avenue of trees. The Town is like other French towns & does not impress me much. It was here where we disentrained on our first halt in France. Everywhere there are signs of a tremendous movement in the near future. For weeks past huge guns have been coming in day after day