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My enthusiasm of the next few days didn't help him any as the Americans say, for I raved about the beauty of the place & painted with a speed never before achieved dragging him round about the place in the heat and insisting that he should not only admire the beauties of nature but especially my interpretation of it. At Magdhaba one comes up against literally the first real solid mountain which beginning the contours existing between seen by our troops in their progress from the canal eastward. It will always be a regret that my duties prevented me from getting a nearer view & closer acquaintanceship with its beauty. On the way back we halted half way to rest & water our camels at a small water hole the last reminder that the remaining remains last of the waters that only a month before had flooded the river or wadi & swept over some miles of flats down to El Arish and into the Mediterranean. At the halt halting place I made a little painting about six inches by four on a maple panel with oil paint & very small sable brushes, of the sand hills on the Laffan side of the Wadi El Arish. This little painting I hold to be my most sincere and successful effort. It was painted in

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