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into bed last night, but a few of us determined to run the risk of sleeping on top, and as a consequence met our "Waterloo" exactly at midnight. This time it was not the rain merely, or even spray, but a veritable torrent of salt water that nearly drowned us. Out beds were so soaked that we simply grabbed shoes etc & fled leaving blankets & all behind, and sought shelter below. The chap next me was so wet that he had to dry himself with a towel after taking his pyjama-shirt off. But the fun was fine & well worth the wetting, which ran off like water from a duck's back!

To-day we had a compulsory shower parade and every section aboard had in

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