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Last letter (I think) from Egypt. 7.5.15

My dear Father, Mother, Anne, Tien, Clarrie, Phil, Frank, Did, Mabel, Viva, Francie, Nora, Molly, Ida, Farmer Whyte, Percy. Allen, all the Nephews & Nieces Bill & Sophie, Viv, Linda, Else, May M, etc etc.

Do you know I'm almost ashamed to write any more letters from Egypt? Here we have been stuck for months & months & months while our Comrades have been doing all the fighting. We suppose the GOC knows what is best but we are resentful at not getting a slap at the Turks on the Canal. However that is all over now and we leave in a couple of days for the front.   You have already heard how splendidly our infantry fought in the Dardanelles. I've seen scores of wounded and they are very cheerful and anxious to get back to the front. Our Light Horse were very sore at having to wait till the landing was effected. Now we find that it is so rough and mountainous that there is little chance for light horse operations for some time. So our brigade volunteered to be dismounted and the offer was accepted. It was a great sacrifice but the boys were terribly anxious to get into the fight.  

We are leaving some of the reinforcements and some Indians to look after our horses.

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