As One Looks Across The Barren Stretches

But Take Comfort In That I Die At Peace With The World And Myself - Not Afraid.

As One Looks Across The Barren Stretches Of The Pack, It Is Sometimes Difficult To Realise What Teeming Life Exists Immediately Beneath Its Surface.

Great God! This Is An Awful Place.

I Do No Think Human Beings Ever Came Through Such A Month As We Have…we Are Weak, Writing Is Difficult, But For My Own Sake I Do Not Regret This Journey, Which Has Shown That Englishmen Can Endure Hardships, Help One Another, And Meet Death With As Great A Fortitude As Ever In The Past.

Had We Lived, I Should Have Had A Tale To Tell Of The Hardihood, Endurance And Courage Of My Companions Which Would Have Stirred The Heart Of Every Englishman. These Rough Notes And Our Dead Bodies Must Tell The Tale, But Surely, A Great Rich Country Like Ours Will See That Those Who Are Dependent On Us Are Properly Provided For.