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My younger sister, to this day, remembers hearing of her big brother, with a long beard, going to seed, but no burrs in it, & a very young looking mo, which caught up to the beard later on, & was quite good. After my beard had to come off for the sake of my country. The mo had to be reduced too, in the 1914-17 Winter in France, after BILL TOFFRY'S mo had been frozen to the PARAPET, & had to be cut away with a blunt issue knife.

Amongst the fresh horses, was a very fat old pensioner (?) called ALBERT, with a thick soft coat of hair & we put him on as night horse. It was just nearly time for Bunda to call me, & heard the bullocks moving off the camp, so caught the nearest horse, & rounded them up, & asked Bunda if he had been asleep. Must have been he said.

At breakfast time next morning, told all hands, that as Albert was so soft, & put the man on watch to

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