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Thursday, 27.
The bombardment continues. Detailed to relieve Bdr. Rowe, who is ill, as guard at Ammunition Dump, but later detailed for trip to Bailleul. Tip-top!
Went with Logie in evening to farm opposite billets to find out address of a beer merchant and in course of my questions the fermier asked me point blank the number of our division. I replied "Septième, non, dixième."
(Words of Tipperary in French, written in at Havre at dictation of a small boy).
Friday, 28.
Harness cleaning all day. My set is looking fine now. Picked for guard last night, but did not arrive back from Bailleul in time, so Taylor and I swopped nights. I am on tonight. Reported affair of fermier to Messrs Lewis and Meates tonight.
Tonight one can hear the big guns. The 18 pounders are lost---it is the big stuff.