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plenty of food & clothing left.   Suddenly a dose of shrapnel opened over these trench lines.   I crept into a niche in the wall of the trench & for fully half an hour these shells, which come with a underline hiss & explode with an angry gutteral roar, searched our new muddy homes.   A few minutes after quiet was restored I looked out over the parapet.   I saw some drab figures hastily diving into a trench about five hundred yards in front & emptied my magazine at them.   Then there was a lull & Corporal Denny Reid shouted across as if he were in a public park.   He told me to go over directly & join my

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