Item 01: A. R. Compton diary, 17 March 1915 - 17 March 1916 - Page 34
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[Page 34]
some of the natives were fighting for some lemenade bottles with their tongues. The Officer was just going to speak to us when they started speaking their jabber & he said go away you jabbering buggers & of course the lads set up a laugh
22.4.15
Hot again to day I went about without my hat off to day and the sun must have got at me anyhow my nose bled like a fountain I was reading at the time and the blood spouted all over the paper I was reading . I was temporary silly four out abouit two hours. I repaired to made a certain report
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