I had to be tombstone maker and engraver-- and sometimes even sexton--
a scout turns his hand to anything.

We had our advanced dressing station on the left of Chocolate Hill--
the proper name of which is Bakka Baba.

Our ambulance wagons had to cross the Salt Lake, and often the wheels
sank and we had to take another team of mules to pull them out.

The Turks had a tower--a gleaming white minaret--just beyond Chocolate
Hill, near the Moslem cemetery in the village of Anafarta. It was
supposed to be a sacred tower, but as they used it as an observation
post, our battle-ships in the bay blew it down.

Flies swarmed everywhere, and were a great cause of disease, as, after
visiting the dead and the latrines they used to come and have a meal
on our jam and biscuits!

During the whole of August and September we were under heavy shell-
fire; but we got quite used to it and hardly turned to look at a
bursting shell.

I must say khaki drill uniform is not a good hiding colour. In the
sunlight it showed up too light. I believe a parti-coloured uniform,
say of green, khaki and gray would be much better. Therefore the Scout
who wears a khaki hat, green shirt, khaki shorts and gray stockings is
really wearing the best uniform for colour-protection in stalking.

The more scouting we can introduce the better.