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[Page 287]

[Printed] Wednesday, 9 October 1918

Kaukab

On guard over prisoners. The Turk is the lowest human being I ever met. A great number sick. Dying at about 60 per day. Awful smells.

Each squadron as 5000 prisoners - all Turks

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