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Unfortunately my time was pressing and I could only wait to see the one train arrive which brought the Sultan & the notable men folk. The next train an hour later was to bring the ladies and the body.

During the afternoon the unexpected but secretly wished for came the Telephone. A message from Matron to say I was to leave E Ward and go to DT "Sister Pigeons" Of course in many ways I was sorry I had been in # - 4 months & was quite at home there doing eyes ears noses & throats & it meant leaving Sr McMillan, but to go to a Ward that was full of our wounded from the battles was what I wanted – it meant much harder work, but what a pleasure it is to do for them. They are such dinkums & the best of the best. There are 56 in this ward. The majority have more or less slight wounds but there are some with very bad arms & I think about 16 will be boarded for Australia. We seem to be doing dressings the whole day long & are so busy that we don't notice how the time goes or realise we are tired until we are off & someone mentions it. The boys are awfully interested in their bullets. After they are operated on to have them out we pin them in a little Muslin on to their pillow. It's the first thin they think of as they come out of the anaesthetic:

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