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[Saturday August 5 1916]
Usual dead & dying all around among the Ambulance tents, iron sledges for the single casualties & Sand carts for groups of 4 & 5.
Plain covered with Dead Horses mine among them- I still have one that HLA gave me.
Wound is painful but not serious I shall cable to you "Nothing serious, flourishing"
Have got to ride a Camel to Railhead that will crucify the flesh.
Their planes dropped again dozens of Bombs- & smashed up the Railway- From where [indecipherable] a wounded man is cleaning his pipe sitting on a dead horse giving us information as to number of Turk prisoners 700 just passed & a German section of Machine Gunners

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