all the wounded that come our way.

We have an attack at 3 p.m., and apparently a very big one is
expected, and we are waiting for its commencement. I have explored the
bar which is about a mile long, and 300 yards wide, and have studied
its flora. There is a large lily with a bunch of sweet-smelling
flowers, not unlike the Madonna lily, but the flower is more notched
and less of a funnel. It has enormous bulbs, some of which I scraped
out of pure sand at a depth of 2 feet. Other bulbous plants are
common, and huge downy reeds.

It is now 2 p.m. I am sitting in a juniper bush in the middle of the
bar, scribbling, all the country in a scorching haze, the shells from
the ships screeching over our heads, searching all the ridges and
hollows in front of us. The Turks' guns have been silent for the last
hour, no doubt in anticipation of giving us something warm; our
bearers are off and have just passed in twos and threes across the
north side of the lake, which at this period of the year is dry,
except in the middle. On our side all is ready to give the Turk a good
hiding, but every time at Helles we were just as prepared and the
result always a practical failure. Now for the battle, and little
chance of concluding my notes to-day.

6.50 p.m.--Ever since the appointed hour a very big fight has been in
progress. To me the most exciting part was the advance of the 11th
Division from the south side of Lala Baba, over a mile of absolutely
unprotected country, where our men could not fire a shot in return to
the perfect hail of shrapnel to which they were subjected, shells
coming in fours and fives at a time right in their midst. There was
the breadth of the lake between us, but with our glasses we had a good
view of the whole proceedings. The number bowled over seemed small,
considering that the last half-mile had to be crossed at the double,
in a dense cloud of smoke from bursting shells. Whenever the cloud
cleared off we saw distinctly that many dead and wounded lay about the
field.

What I admired most was the plucky way the bearers did their work, all
round the north and east side of the lake, while all the time they
were subjected to fire, and towards the end of the day, when the Turk,
apparently desperate, sent shell after shell among the bearers and
ambulance wagons, at a time when there were no other troops near.

We have tried to dig ourselves into the banks of soft sea sand for the
night, but the constant stream