wounded were lying around awaiting attention at the time & one poor fellow was in my dug-out shot so badly through the mouth that he couldn't speak. He made signs to me for a piece of pencil & paper & seemed most anxious for it. Would this be some tender greeting to his home folk? or perhaps to me a padre some pious aspiration. No. "The blighters wont face the bayonet" was what he was so eager to communicate.
Major T. W. Glasgow although sent down to the beach of evacuation stole quietly to the right & quartered himself on the 3rd Field Ambulance where he had some pals among the doctors & was able to have his wound dressed. He returned to the Regiment practically well on the morning of June 4th & well pleased all were to see him.
May 30th From 1.30 a.m. to 6.30 a.m. on Sunday May 30th I was busy with burials. Chaplain Wray & I buried 26 of our men & 20 Turks. It was
