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                                             “IN A DUNGEON OF SMOKE”

                                Private Johann Otto, in a letter to his mother (Mrs. Otto, St.
                                James), writes:-
                                        Though we were for a week in a continual dungeon of
                                smoke, our boys behaved splendidly; they worked and fought
                                until  weariness  quite overpowered them.  Some  of our boys
                                were so tired that they stood sound asleep with their rifles at
                                the shoulder. The enemy made many fierce rushes, and at one
                                time we were shooting them at a range of ten to fifteen yards.
                                Their casualties must have been enormous, and, though ours
                                were about half theirs, I dread to think what the shock will be
                                when Cape Town gets the news. ---- and I are the only two
                                left out of our section, the others are either killed or wounded,
                                as they did not answer to their names at roll-call. How I got
                                through everything untouched will always be a miracle to me.
                                        Half-dazed  by  shell-fire  and  enraged  at  seeing  your
                                pals  lying  motionless  round  you,  you  simply  carry  on  with
                                murder in your heart, and I now realise the truth about men
                                going  half  mad  when  in  the  thick  of  the  fight.  I  think  this
                                fight  is  likely  to  take  its  place  in  history.  The  papers  here
                                can’t speak enough of the South Africans and the way they
                                behaved.

                                                 BURIED THREE TIMES

                                        Maxim  Gunner  O.  Struck  of  Kalk  Bay,  who  was  a
                                member of the Cape Peninsula Rifles, and was in the Delville
                                Wood  fight,  writes  to  his  mother  (Mrs.  Coldrey,  of  Kalk
                                Bay):-
                                        “It’s  not  much  ‘cop’  being  a  maxim  gunner  in  this
                                Big Push, because they are always picked out by the enemy.”
                                        He  goes  on  to  say  that  the  shells  are  falling  round
                                them day and night, and one shell killed four of the men at
                                his gun. “Fortunately, I was buried, but had to scratch myself
                                out, being the only one left after the explosion. My gun being
                                blown 30 feet into the air, I had to report to another. But just
                                as I arrived it also was sent ‘on leave.’ I then had to go back
                                and report myself to the officer in charge. He being a decent
                                sort gave us a tot of rum and some cigarette to buck us up, as
                                we  had  had  no  sleep  for  a  few  days.  The  only  injuries  I
                                received were a sprained wrist and some hits of shrapnel in
                                my shoulder. After that we had our turn at the Huns, bombing
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