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hovers over head & drops a message.  We pass field about 20 abandoned field guns & some motor bikes, also a motor wagon which has evidently been a Travelling post office, for letters were are strewn all around.  We approach the foot of a large hill & here find the horses of one of our regiments & M Gun section.  We dismount amongst them & stand by our horses.  Shells are screaming above our heads & we hear the machine Guns rattle not far away.  We hear are told that there is a scrap on beyond the hill.  I sit down beside a M.O. Doctor & a Transport officer. Everybody is hazarding a guess as to our whereabouts but we are practically lost.  I dont feel very comfortable & pray hope that the shells dont drop short.  By & by they pass the word for the doctor M.O. Dr he who grabs a leather case & a ^beer bottle ^of iodine & departs in a 

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