aid that the Turks and Gurkha trenches are so near each other
at the top of The Gully that the two are connected by a tunnel through
which they hobnob, and that the Turks have asked the help of the
Indians to murder their German officers, then they would hand over
the Dardanelles to us without further trouble. A mere story of course,
although one firmly believes that it is these savage officers who are
forcing the Turks to fight, under threats that they will shoot them if
they refuse to go forward.

A few shrapnel shells were fired half an hour ago at the top of our
Beach, in resentment of our Ambulance men gathering on the sky line to
watch the shells bursting on Achi Baba. This made them beat a hasty
retreat. But on the whole the day has been very quiet.

_June 2nd._--It appeared in "Orders" to-day that we held an advanced
dressing station 100 yards on this side of White Farm, and as no one
understood what this referred to, the C.O. after consulting with the
A.D.M.S. (Col. Yarr), who could throw no light on the subject, asked
me to go out and investigate the ground to see if such a station might
be established there. As a big engagement is anticipated within
forty-eight hours such a place would be useful. I started at 2.30 with
Kellas and Agassiz who were going out to our present dressing station,
but on reaching that they proposed to go along with me, as they had
never been in that part of the country. All went well on the way out,
only an occasional stray bullet being heard. On reaching "Y Battery,"
about 100 yards from White Farm a gunner joined us and took us quickly
over the remaining short distance, where stray bullets are apt to be
too plentiful. But worse, a sniper several hundred yards off had the
exact range. He took us into a vineyard behind the farm, and pointed
out to us all our advanced trenches, warning us not to shake the vines
as that might attract fire, and on no account to show ourselves. We
returned to this man's battery, and as soon as I started off with
Agassiz the sniper had a shot at us, his bullet landing in a tuft of
grass a few feet to our right. I thought it was some animal and
proceeded to stir it out of the grass, but Agassiz declared it was a
shot. In a second or two another kicked up a dust beside us, which
settled the question. We scattered at once, but three other shots came
after us before we got out of sight behind some small trees. From
these we watched Kellas sauntering along,