[14] As a pigeon feeds its young.
[15] Where I have often camped out.
[16] College chum.
[17] The twelfth was probably in hospital.
[18] When removing the dead from a certain section of the Camp, the bearers had to pass my tent.
[19] She was a probationer.
[20] The women, brandishing the meat ration on high, literally laid siege to the official tent. The meat supplied was miserably lean, quite unfit for consumption. I myself wouldn't have given it to a dog. When thrown against a wall, for instance, it would stick. Throughout the Camp it was dubbed "vrekvlys" (a man dies, an animal "vreks"—vlys is meat). The flour given was good, for the bread was usually excellent.
[21] This number soon grew to 800.
[22] There were three such tents about 100 yards beyond the hospital; they were the most dilapidated tents in the whole Camp, always open; they were occasionally blown down.
[23] A ration of coal was sometimes served out.