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outr SIodlers. On War. Service. Private Norman Seymour, writing to his mother. Mr. T. Seymnur, Addiuon Street. Cnaterton. on fuly 22,. from ramp at Ileliopolit. Egypt, where he in one of the orhldier. left in charge of horses, after expreoning delight at re. ceipt of letters from home, may., re ferring to his brother, 1'rirate J.me. tSeymour. "My word hip lurk its in. I 'reel sure he will go right through. We ear. only hope for the beat. W'hat tale he will hare to tell, and won't we all bhe proud of him. I am as pleaaed a. Punch to think he was one of thlose at the great landing at Gallipoli. That landing will alway. live in history. There are no other noldiers in the world who would hare done the job no well. A (lerman oflirer, taken prisoner. -aid that our men were either moad, or the'v were the beat moldiers in the world. I don't think they were mad. They dil the heat thing pomaitle. IEveryone here cemO to think that tie I)trd?anelleh in thIe key 'to unlock tile rox.' So when our fellows beat the 'fTrk', ih-. war moght to lre nearing an end, A lot of troops left here for the front yelteray.n .\ few ianr from home (Abe Stanford, Malcrolm Mr. Donald from .?nreer, Mirk ,narkin fromr Wurtwurt hoort. and Hector Pnttersoo) went back for a secornd turn at thie front. ilertor Patteron 'ont got over hir wound.. They were olly ligiht. The laht of my oli mnte. tint I uredl to, be witlh in the depot nl lirondmendrow went too. I trhoulght whenr I left hlllr in Victoria to get into tlis, thint I would be thre tirot to the front, but I am oslre now we will he the In-t. I might he better off where I tam, init a fellow doesn't like to come over thin far andt see none of it. Int, what in in be, will ire, and growling won't help it. nlthouigh it is hard when at felilow sees them all marchaing away t the front, singing ur?t happy. jrurt lile going to a plnic. TheI apirit of our fellows it wonderfult. 'Ilihe know what they are going into. rr. y,;n I don't think they were ever hltlpier ie their lives. A fellow is proudi to he ai Art.tralian. Our contmnnding oil',er nril five stretcher hearers went ye .ir ir. too. C.O., Captain - . is rf . r, white man. lie nearly wentr. rnnA rnl : joy when he received the word rr ln'k tp antd go. Blefore Ihe left, he ga rr. a great praie., anid we hand dotne or lr :r1; perfectly, and that lie knew hlil,.rlf thing. got .irkening whiling here,. II. .aid our Ihort-e liret were thie vi'nt.ie and hert in the camp, and he felt Ironll that Ihe could go arid tell thle Ct'lrel how well we Iind Id rup willth thing ,r VWe taken real pride in our trrup. ?ral rurr tent in the pride of the lot. Ftrlther on the writer snn : "I rmet younlg Arthulr .Marhnlll the other dta' may word hIe tarn grown andt is lonking real well. Ilia owa mother won't know him when he get hoIrne. I rtro met young Len. line, tlack .icffrerya, and Ern. Vickery. Ernie Iirnoek rnnlre over to see me lait night, but i wra orut antd tnised' himtt. 1 anlo taw Dirn. Finken, who - used to rake for lack Stewnrt. I will roon Ihe 12 monthl a soldier. nn I relirted ron September I1th loot year. I'tney, I will he 22 on the 10th. t' rl m're to relebrate that birthday itn EIgypt. AI though things are pretty good here. I wouldn't mind having n look na the hin green hills again."