Item 01: William Henry Nicholson diary, 19 August 1915-31 December 1916 - Page 71
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[Page 71]
1st July.1916.
Went out in front with a "wiring party" last night; repairing the wire entanglements in front. It passed off all night, though the enemy's fire quickend a lot after we came in. The air squadron that passed yesterday evening returned this morning. A "Taube" attacked 7 of our planes today; but was driven off. It is said that it was Immelmann, the "Eagle of Lille". His "stoop" was unsuccessful anyway.
2/7/16.
I am sleeping under the stars while my portion of the trench is being repaired. The Wide Heaven is no cover for a man these stirring times. I miss my little 6 x 2 dugout when Fritz's shrapnel is bursting over the trench. I am to go out on patrol at 11 P.M. A risky business, so I will leave this book with Wallace.
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