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9 June 1918 Sunday
Just fired at a Snake with revolver but of course missed him they live in the cracks of the Rocks. Mosquitoes very bad here- I have a dirty old nett am glad to say-
The stillness here 1000s feet below the sea, is like waiting for a thunderstorm that never comes- Bag of snakes today included a puff headed adder- fatal in about 8 minutes, all Jackos carry Snakebite antidote but we have none yet.
Camels bring us Water rations at night time & we show no lights or movements-

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