The second day we were under heavy fire, and we had to retreat; but
the next morning we regained the trenches. Then we came under heavy
fire again, and it was at this time that I received my wound. “Have you
got it, old boy?” said my mate, George Hunter. Only about ten minutes
afterwards Hunter himself received in rapid succession five shots in
the thigh and groin. He quickly died from hæmorrhage, and lies buried
in France. I myself had to lie upon the ground for eleven hours before
I was carried to an ambulance wagon: _Pte. Whitehead, Norfolk Regiment_.