Item 03: Norman Thomas Gilroy war diary, 18 May-18 July 1915 - Page 21
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[Page 21]
4000 are to leave tomorrow and the remainder of 35,000 who are in Egypt later.
Thursday 27th May 1915. At 7.30am the North Carolina heaved her anchor in. As she proceeded down the bay with hundreds of sailors in their white uniforms lining the decks, and her band playing "Should Auld acquaintance" and "Home Sweet Home" the sight was grand. I was watching her from the bridge deck when I noticed she pulled up suddenly with her propellers going astern. She had run aground on a mudbank. Several tugs came to her rescue and four of them were vainly endeavouring to get her off when the Demoines steamed down and took a line aboard. She and the tugs worked hard all the morning but neer a budge from the ironclad. After dinner
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