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�Aug 4th /1915 My dear mother Just received your letter and one from Guy supposed he was at home by this time, so directed my last letter to him to home, was pleased to get yours anyway for had not received any letters for long time Am writing this in my little dug out, it is 6 ft long by 4 ft wide and about 3 ft high covered over with plank and sand bags so when a shrapnel shell bursts we are quite well protected, this time we are in support, a trench about 100 yards behind our firing line in case of an attack we are handy to go right up and help, we all thought there was trouble in the air last night an awful uproar of rifle fire on our left and the sky all lighted up with German rockets, we got all ready to rush up and help our own boys in case of necessity but it died down in 15 minutes it seemed an hour, my heart was more than putting in the licks from the excitement but when it comes to a pinch and have to go up front and do my bit. I seem to forget everything until it all over,