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of the bank of some sunken sheltered road  We have had a lot of Casualties. but all around the boys are sharpening their bayonets & the bright blades will reap a merry harvest tomorrow.  Tonight we sleep in beds amid eiderdowns & patchwork quilts galore.  For many, it will be the last sleep until Gabriel's Trumpet sounds the "great

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