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getting, and the one or t wo concerts made us quite forget It all .<br />
The sea was calm lind t he sky cI ea r- during our whole t rip, and on the 15th.<br />
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we sighted l and on our " port bow" . Just befor e sundown t.hat. historic old lighthouse--the<br />
Eddystone_wa s passed as we were B.IiI l l1ng in t.ovar-da Plymou t h Harbor .<br />
Five days were s pent at a nc hor here before l anding . On the afternoon of the 20th . ,<br />
5mal l boats ver-e mobi lized t o take us a shore. Marching t hrough Devenpor-t, to<br />
Plymouth, ve res ted at the ba r rack of a Devonshire Reg iment which bad gone to<br />
France; a fair dis;r i bution of bi~cuit s and chee se, va shed down by a mug of hot<br />
t ea , and \018 were<br />
07f again f o; -t he Ral;;a;statlon. ~ ecd or- of our Puttees an d<br />
the absence of ca p badges vere much talked of I n conv ersationa l groups s bndi ng<br />
ar ound the platform3 . - Gl ad eyes, caadfea, cf garet.t e a, et. c , ,<br />
shover -ed on u s by t he<br />
"geLe" were quite acceptable, and we were<br />
t reated like little gods at ever y stat i on<br />
ve stopped . Of course, we ver-e Canaddane t o al l those peopl e . The maj ority of<br />
them, though f a i rly well pl ac ed i n geogr-aphy, bad r-emember-e d l i ttle or nothing of<br />
Newfoundl and .<br />
Exeter , perha ps the f ines t town on this line, boe ete of a spl end id ol d<br />
historic Ca t hedral, that r anks as one of the be s t in Eng Iand ,<br />
At Patney Junction we l eft the t rai n and star-t ed our march towards t he camp .<br />
Five mi l e s of r oads, bogs, and field s and we r-ea ched our dest i nation in the "vee<br />
eu n hours of t he mor -ndng'" , After finishing a dixie of skill ey , blankets were<br />
Lesu ed and I slept my firs t aI eep on t he so i l of Ol d England .<br />
The buglers were at i t<br />
good and early t he next day , but ol d Hcrpheua and I<br />
vere f ast friend s until nine O' clock. The su n vas shining down on our ca mping<br />
grounds when I t.hrev ba ck t he f lap of my t en t a nd st ar t ed to look f or a conv enient<br />
veeh pl a ce to get th~ sl eep out of my eyes.<br />
And BO t his 1s Sa Id ebur -y P lain ~ Well , of lil.ll the God-forsaken spots t hi s