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to go to sleep, but could we? Well, hardly.
All through that night the monotonous rattle of the wheels, as she slowly crawled and
then stop suddenly and then a little further etc. till we yearned for morning.
At last it came but with it as usual did not come breakfast in fact it was 3 o'clock before
we were supplied with our days rations - iron rations – 5 biscuits and a tin of bully.     
Next day we past through Calais. It has several canals or water streets on which were

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