Item 01: Malcolm Shore Stanley correspondence, 8 December 1916-28 October 1918 - Page 281
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[Page 281]
as possible over the debris with the mud the bricks, bits of rails, trees etc. were awfully slippy, ruined buildings are dimly silhouetted against the sky & we pick up the various points & note them mentally. Coming back we are stopped by a man asking for a sapper, his party are lost so dropping into the trench I ferret out who it is etc, & put them right - it was the party my sergeant should have met but he was lost himself & was floundering among the shell holes, fortunately later my sergeant comes along & together we make for home slipping sliding tumbling & floundering along thro 2 miles of mud to the road & then another 2 miles of tramp, calling around a the Comforts Fund dug out for a cup of cocoa - this is free & is the first thing associated with the work among the troops, they stretch down touch directly the men who are doing their bit & when he needs it most, the crowd who collect around these shelters would make a picture - which would immortalise the artist -