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particular about 7 oclock we were passing a beautiful island covered in varying shades of green vegetation; it seemed to rise steeply from the sea until the peaks were obscured by fleecy white clouds. I was sitting right up in the bows of the boat lost in admiration & rhapsodising over the blue sea & green island golden sunshine etc when up comes "Dug" Brownfield who is most distinctly of the earth, earthy, with the request that I should help him transport a corpse to the stern of the boat – we were carrying wounded to
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