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January 18 Friday
At 8.45 a.m. I am comfortably fixed up in a Motor Ambulance – hot water bags – rugs - a small bottle of Whisky – And a dear little Sister to accompany me And I hate to confess it but I am labelled with a field Ambulance Card marked 'Debility' And am on my way to the Sick Sisters. An American Dr joins us from 21 and he is such a dear – keeps tucking the rugs in – There is something very attractive and loveable about the Americans. The driver goes out of his way to the Heilley Cemetery where I get out to see if my niece's fiance V. Arncott is buried there – but no success – I was sorry, for its a quiet resting place on the side of a hill. There are several Australian graves there.

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