Sir Joseph John Talbot Hobbs personal diaries, Vol. I (25 April 1915 to 14 January 1916)

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shred, his shoulder smashed his thigh reduced to a pulp, his conduct was heroic - he asked to be pardoned for groaning once or twice in his agony. He was conscious up to the end gave messages to his mother & about his effects & told his comrades that he would die hard - a universal shell bursting on the top leaf of the shield did the mischief. Which is your Front? This was the question asked of me by O/C. 69th Howitzer Bat when he saw 3 Guns in Sgt BROWNES Brg laid in three directions an arc of about 250 dg. I made a circular movement of my hand - It's all front - He said this is different in france & so it is. Sunday July 25th They are getting the shells close into us now all along the Beach, but the fellows still laugh at the result & cheer when a shot is not quite as good as usual - Describe how men pull one another down from the parapet to get a shot at the Turk when there is much to shoot at - get down Snowy, it's my go - you blighter, you're getting it all - & so on.