Posted: December 17, 2014 by saraherhodes in 1914

We have been doing fatigue the last day of two, carrying rocks from the surrounding hills to the camp, and today we have been erecting tents.

All the women go veiled here and if you molest any of them or lift their veils they lose caste, and you stand a good chance of losing your life.  A couple of N.Z. troops were found the other day, one disemboweled and the other’s head nearly cut off. So far, in sleeping out, it has rained two nights out of the three, but tonight I have found a tent belonging to a battalion that hasn’t arrived yet, so a few select ones are going to sleep in comfort.

I am writing this by the light of a small candle for which I paid ½ piastre (1 1/4).

Mind you write often, you don’t know what it is to go from day to day with no news at all, if there is word of letters there is a mad rush to see if there are any for yourself, every bit of news is passed round to all your friends.


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