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This afternoon has been exceptionally quiet and there is no bombardment to night.

[Shorthand transcribed as follows]
I wrote to Tom Douglas, Miss Annie McKinly and my sister Mrs. Sally Kittson tonight. [End of shorthand]
Sunday Nov. 18. 1917. 1203.

Dull & foggy.

There was a church parade this morning for those who could get away. Protestants 9.30, R.C. 10 A.M.

There was also an inspection of the harness & horses by the A.S.C. and our vet Cpt. Davidson. One of our horses has the mange and the back stable were disinfected in consequence.

For months past we have had a plague of lice in our clothes. The bites itch very much & we have to frequently change our clothes & wash them, or they would crawl away. Now a kind of rash is breaking out on a lot of the men which is similar to scurvy. It is very itchy at night. The probable cause of it is a lack of sufficient vegetables, and clean clothes.

There is not much bombardment today, & none this morning. What there is is up towards Ypres and Passchendaele.

Monday Nov. 19. 1917. 1204

Cold & cloudy.

The front is very quiet this morning.

I have now 2 horses to look after, groom, water, & feed. Also 1 saddle to keep clean.

I finished reading a book to night "The Four Feathers" a military tale by A.E.W. Mason.

I am on picquet to night

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