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never realised.
We then passed a bee farm near Basingstoke. On the right of the station was the ruins of an old church, most of which has fallen away only a few piers and arches were left standing.
Near Fleet we saw a beautiful lake on which were hundreds of white swans presenting a lovely sight.
At Farnborough we saw 4 immense cement baths with fountains playing in the centre and a little father on innumerable Tommies camps. Next was a cemetery The tombstones being so thick as to almost touch one another

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