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us let loose in the town with our pay, as a recent crowd had painted the town. So we had to pay for the sins of others by marching out in wet weather to a scraggy village where the only pastime to be secured was in drinking watered rum, queer beer &amp dubious wine.
One night when I was returning home from a neighbouring Tommy Camp I saw some strange lights flashing up the road about quarter of a mile from Camp. Thinking there might be some dirty work on I crept quietly along until

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