The Henson Journals

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Wednesday, August 9th, 1911.

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The camp was astir by 5 a.m. Pipers & bugles & drums making sleep impossible to the laziest. I did not myself get up, but read in bed until 6.30 a.m., when the servant brought me tea, & the scantiest supply of shaving water. I was rather startled at the publicity in which one was expected to take one's tub. The entire battalion seemed to be gathered for the spectacle. Indeed I flinched to the extent of drawing the bath inside the tent. Breakfast at 7.30. At 9 a.m. the Brigadier was to make his inspection. The Colonel & his staff met him, & went round the camp. I went also, and, on the way, took several photographs. Then I visited the Y.M.C.A. tent. Lunch at 1 p.m. for those who stayed at home; for the others when they returned from their drill. I went round to see them dine at 3 p.m. Within a few minutes of returning the rear of the Encampment was alive with naked men performing miracles of ablution with the smallest amount of water. At 4.45 there was a 'Fire–Alarm', when everybody in the camp rushed into prominence howsoever apparelled. Then tea was served outside the tent.

After dinner I visited the Y.M.C.A. tent where the London Scottish were giving a Concert [sic]. They made me address them, & received what I said very well. Then I went to [254] the London Scottish mess & talked to their Col. (Malcolm) & the Brigadier. Finally I walked with two of our officers to the cliffs & looked with delight at the ravishing spectacle of the moon–lit tranquil sea. The view of the great harbour seen from above was very fine.

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