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bombs or panniers of cartridges is a beastly infliction. All the way we were subjected to casual sniping & an occasional heavy shell. We reached a sunken road was where a welcome rest was called for. I lit my pipe & started chatting to a fellow, & when I looked round for my party found that they had gone on. Anyhow I got the direction to another another sunken road or railway cutting and started off on my own, having to avoid stumbling over dead bodies on the way & at last with a gasp of relief I toddled in & found Lieut Moore who was in charge. Then I got ready like the others for a short sleep. It
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