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11:15 P.M. (23:15 o'clock) June 29, 1918.

C-[[underline]]Rump-C-Rump[[/underline]]- how in thunder can a man sleep with all this archie and bombing going on. The gun flashes indicate that the Huns are trying to tear Nancy open again and the French AA's are putting up a thick barrage. The bursting of the shells is very [[plaine?]] [[sic]]; an occasional searlight [[sic]] beam flashes quickly and disappears as suddenly as it appeared. A million stars are in the heavens keeping company steadily to the inumerable [[sic]] signal flashes of rockets and Very lights. The roar of an English plane is plainly heard ^[[at a low altitude]] over our new home. The searchlight plays on it for a brief moment - and the color signal of the night shows a friendly Englishman or American returning from a raid into Hunland. This is just a foretaste of our life from now on at this [[strikethrough]] [[?]] [[/strikethrough]] "quiet" sector.

Transcription Notes:
C-Rump, indicating 'CRump' sound of explosions. "Very lights"- slang for flare gun