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two or three weeks have been rotten, most of it mouldy. Les said he was too tired to go for a swim to-night so Stan & I went on our own, on the way down to the beach we met Wilson (Morgan Welch's mate) & he told me he had no word from Morgan. The sea was calm again tonight & a Torpedo boat was firing away at a target somewhere on land to the North of us. The sunset tonight was the best I have seen since we landed here, as we were coming back from a swim 40 or 50 Maori's were marched along the beach for a dip, & they were like a lot of kids as happy as could be. A couple of Turk prisoners were in swimming with us this afternoon. We still have to stand to arms at 3 oclock every morning.

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