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the laughter still sounded it was. I gathered enough impressions to fill a book on this wandering pilgrimage.

In the daytime the numbers and make-up of the soldiers, the women, the habits of business men, the afternoon tea, the transportation, the old buildings-most of them sadly in need of paint- offered unlimited opportunity for [[strikethrough]] coms [[/strikethrough]] comment and delightful mind-study.

I saw a company of ^[[Tommies?]] Tamnies all loaded with their accoutrements on the return to the trenches; they were a sorry looking crowd of determined men with jaws stuck out and a somberness of face that bespoke their feelings in [[strikethrough]] for [[/strikethrough]] their view of the big German offensive just launched. They were going back