Nocturnal disturbance in the nature of returning teams, prolonged shelling of a dump and the final and not to be ignored disturbance of being called out on picquet. After lighting the cook-house fire we exacted toll in the shape of a cup of hot tea and an impromptu sandwich from a crust and a old ham-bone left there. Two Tommies crept in and warmed themselves, after passing a lively night in the shelled dump, the tea loosening their tongues.
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The soul of discretion. What is spoken of in the cook-house stays in the cook-house.
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