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& until I put my hand around to feel I was not sure that I had not a hole in it, but it proved only a bit of dirt that stung my arm. Another close touch happened at North Corner, when Fritz after landing a "Jack Jhonson" [Jack Johnson – German shell bursting with black smoke] directly on our right, decided to put one on the other side within a yd or so of us. We had our patient on the ground at the moment & were changing positions. It burst deafening us; we instintivly hunched our sholders, & inclined our steel helmets to that side. One fellow I remember closed his knees together, & with his back to the shell, crouched over the patient's head with that natural sense of protection of the weaker.
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