Extracts from THE JEPPE HIGH SCHOOL MAGAZINE June 1917, Vol. 6 No. 3
Letter from Mr Payne
Beach Mount, Durban
June 4, 1917
Dear Mr Editor,
May I through your columns send a few words of appreciation to the Governing Body, the Staff, the Quondam Club, the Old Boys’ Club, the Preparatory Department, and to all present pupils of the School for the delightful holiday I have passed amongst them.
During the fifteen months spent in German East Africa my thoughts were constantly with the School, and my greatest pleasure was the meeting in all units and at every post of masters or Old Boys who are serving at the front.
I must admit to having feared that the absence of so many would sap vitality from some branches of the School life. Had such been the case the temporary desertions would still have been a duty but a repetition of that duty, so far as I personally am concerned, would have been hard to bear. To my intense delight, however, I found on my return that the School has not suffered even temporarily in vigour; on the contrary there is an atmosphere of moral obligation which has spurred those who were compelled to remain behind to great effort. The material progress in every direction is truly astounding.
In these times each individual’s first and final consideration must be his duty to the Empire, and just as men must be prepared to make sacrifices so also must institutions. It was in this spirit that the Governing Body and Staff of Jeppe High School considered the call to arms. The Education Department and the School authorities readily sanctioned leave to as many of the Staff as possible, knowing full well that the School would gain in tradition though its material progress might be temporarily retarded. Being prepared in the greater interests of humanity to suffer the School to mark time, it is the more gratifying to find that owing to the tremendous effort made by the depleted Staff, aided by able temporary assistants, the School has marched steadily on from success to success without a halt.
No less pleasing is the added strength brought to the Prefect system by additional responsibilities. Senior boys and girls must realise that it is a privilege of the present generation to set a standard of self discipline, which could only have been realised after many, many years. The increased self control of the School, as apart from the Staff, though under its guidance, is in real war work, since it facilitates the removal of masters.
At the reception given to those on leave and during my brief stay in Johannesburg, I met many Old Boys and was delighted in their general keenness to return to the front. A few I met, whose services have been repeatedly refused by doctors; long to serve and have everyone’s deepest sympathy. Probably no large institution is entirely free from shirkers; at any time we must own to a few – thank goodness only a few. I can only remind them that were they in Great Britain they would have conscripts, a type lacking in the sense of moral and fairplay. I have in mind particularly those of British birth and those who had voluntarily sought British citizenship and the protection of the British Empire. The financial and domestic responsibilities of husbands and sons are no greater in South Africa than in Great Britain, the affection between husband and wife or mother and son is no stronger here than in that Country: Therefore, financial affairs, domestic responsibilities and home ties cannot exonerate us in South Africa from the obligation to serve unless the circumstance are such as would entitle an exemption in Great Britain. Perhaps it is a failing in the Schoolmaster to feel compelled to criticise, but I can assure you Mr Editor, that strongly as I feel about a few who have failed, I am rejoiced in the splendid response of the many.
In conclusion, I again express my appreciation for the work being done by Mr Vines, the Staff and the Prefects.
I wish God speed and a safe return to all Old Boys proceeding to Europe or German East, I thank the Quondam Club for its valuable encouragement of and support to those serving, and I thank all past pupils for the warm welcome they gave me. You send me away with the comforting conviction that you consider my work here past not without value. I leave with regret, but look forward to the time when I may be again allowed to devote myself in the interests of Jeppe High School and the new Girls’ High School.
Your friend,
J.H.A. PAYNE
OBITUARY
Murray Stewart Le Mare, Pte, S.A.I., was killed in Flanders in early February. By a cruel stroke of fortune his death occurred 48 hours before hew was due to proceed to England to train for a commission.
Le Mare entered the Preparatory, January 1909, and left after matriculation December, 1914. Was Captain of the School, in both elevens and first Chairman of the Debating Society. He was in the Native Affairs Department.
F.J.H. Dixon, Pte. 1st S.A.I., killed in action 2nd March. Entered the School January, 1910, and left (Form IIa) June 1912.
J. Miller, Pte Overseas Brigade, was killed in Flanders, May 27th. He was at the School in 1905, and a brother of R.S. Miller.
OLD BOYS’ NOTES
L.C.R. Alexander has been quartered at various Colleges in Oxford, and expects to get his “wings” in a few weeks’ time. He writes: “Jack Marr and Melvill got separated at the battle of Loos and haven’t seen each other since.”
Air mechanic C.R. English writes from France that he has been 10 months in the same place, and intends to try for a commission.
H.J. Lindsay is now a Captain in the King’s Royal Rifles.
K.P. Hosken gave a pianoforte recital in the Selborne Hall on April 5. The papers spoke highly of his performance.
Driver J. Linklater has had quite a thrilling time during his 18 months in German East. We hear he travelled over the Lakes while he was with the Belgians, and now he is down at Kilwa, on the East Coast, a fever stricken spot.
From the Mail of June 22nd:-
“News was received yesterday by Mr C.E. Nelson that his son, Reg, had been decorated with the Military Medal for bravery in the field in France. A short time ago his eldest son, Ernest, received the Distinguished Service Medal while serving with the Royal Naval Air Service in East Africa. Frank, the third son who served through the rebellion in the German East Campaign, has joined the Royal Flying Corps, and is in training in England.
Mr Nelson is one of the pioneers of Johannesburg, he had many years’ service during the wars from 1877 and onwards. His sons are all Old Boys of Jeppe High School.”
M.L. Melvill is in training at Brighton for a commission in the R.F.A.
J. McLaren, of the Staff of the City and Suburban School, has received a commission in the S.A.I. Overseas Brigade. He was with the Motor Cyclist Corps in East Africa.
Capt. Leslie Blackwell, after attending Parliament, has left for East Africa in command of the Motor Despatch Riders.
J.S. Gowan, E.B. Stead, K. Mann and L.J. Whytock are on their way back to East Africa
Douglas Adams, who was studying medicine at Guy’s Hospital, has been gazetted Lieut. R.A.M.C.
“Babs” Kinkead is instructing budding airmen at Sleaford, Lanc., a very large Flying centre. As a result of his eighteen months flying in Gallipoli, Salonika and Mitylene he contracted “Mediterranean Fever.” Hence his present occupation, which, however, is an extremely strenuous one.
Lieut. R. Richards, D.C.L.I. is fighting on the Indian border.
N. Uekermann has created a motor cycling record, riding to Durban and back in 22 hours 35 minutes.
Douglas Philip, 2nd Lieut. 7th Batt. London Regiment, has been wounded in the advance near Ypres, on June 9th. The wounds are severe, but he is doing well. When he last wrote he had beaten the best man in his platoon at boxing. He is in Liverpool hospital. He was Captain of Cricket in 1906.
G.W. Bellin has reached England and visited Richmond Hospital, where he found the two J.H.S. beds occupied by Mackenzie and Kemack.
Congratulations to Lieut. Percy Perrow, S.A.M.A., on his marriage to Ida McBean on June 3rd.
LETTERS FROM THE FRONT
British Expeditionary Force,
France,
19th January 1917
Hullo, Girls!
Happy New Year and best of luck to you all! Many thanks indeed for your letter and programme, which I received ten days ago, and also for your kind wishes, etc. Really, it is jolly decent of you to think of me in this manner, and I want you to rest assured that I appreciate it very much indeed.
You know there are often times out here when a fellow gets a touch of “fed-up-ish-ness” and at such times it is apt to think that nobody cares a rap whether he is dead or alive; then perhaps and African mail will arrive, and in it will be a letter for him, such as yours, not from one person – but from a whole party, and then he realises that he has been labouring under a misapprehension all the time, and that there are really some who do care and are to some degree anxious about his welfare, and it bucks him up wonderfully. (Gee! I’m glad I’ve got that off all right, for if it had been another line longer I believe I should have burst into tears; it sounds so pathetic.”
Before I go any further, Girls, I should like to know what has come over all of you all. When I left Johannesburg about seventeen months ago you were either flappers, or had just past that stage; but now almost every letter that I get from Johannesburg informs me that “so and so” has just been married or that “you know whom I mean”, has just been engaged; and, indeed, the fever seems to be spreading with even greater rapidity When is it going to stop? You know there are still crowds of bachelors amongst the Old Boys, and one day they may be foolish enough to contemplate marriage, and, as is only natural, they will look around for an eligible member of the Quondam Club; but I’m afraid they better hurry or it will be too late. You see it is only right that your should remain in the Family Circle so just see what you can do about the matter please. Thanks!
In our Battery there are three Old Boys, Joe English, young Thorburn and Myself. We often sit and discuss old school days together, and it always brings back happy memories. It is quite amusing to try and picture what we looked like in civil life, especially after we have been doing some heavy fatigue and are simply covered in dirt and mud. Little did we imagine when we were playing Footer years ago or doing line for “Uncle Herbie,” that in a few years’ time we would be taking part in the greatest struggle the world has seen. By Jove! I’m mighty glad I’ve left school now, ‘cause I can just picture Mr Strangman giving copious notes to the poor pupils on “The Great War of 1914” - ? Strange to say, History was always a favourite subject of mine, as I usually managed to snatch a sleep during the lesson.
Talking about mud, really at times its something awful here. We haven’t seen the sun for days, and when it does come out you girls would be able to go without your hats on, because it gives not heat at all, and so would not spoil your nice complexions.
Of course we have had some pretty rough times, but on the whole, we have not done too badly, and it could easily have been a lot worse. It is wonderful how soon a fellow becomes accustomed to this sort of life, and after a time he does not mind in the least, especially when he knows it is not going to be for a life-time.
Joe and Thorburn are both well, the former being the proud possessor of a dinky moustache. Thorburn wishes me to thank you for you letter, as he does not think he will be able to find time to answer yours, owing to “pressure of business.”
At present I’m on a good wicket. I have a job in the Major’s office, acting as his assistant, and working out all the angles and other particulars for the guns, to enable them to hit the targets, and so help in a small way to terminate this war. It requires a little brain-work, but being a one-time pupil of J.H.S. it does not present any great difficulty to this kid. (Many thanks to Miss – “What’s that Bower?” “Oh I’m awfully sorry, I mean Miss Cummins.”)
Oh, another thing. “Ik is toch so bally ‘ot stuff by the French, what!!” What I can’t parley about in old Froggie’s language isn’t worth speaking about. Such phrases as “Bon Jour Mademoiselle” and “How about some des oeufs pommes de terre sautees et café au lait?” seem to come quite naturally to me, and I think I must have overheard Mr Strangman giving a French lesson to some of you girls.
With all best wishes,
Yours very sincerely,
Gr. ERIC BOWER
(Better known to you as “Young Bower”)
P.S. – In my excitement I forgot to tell you we have at present six inches of snow on the ground. It looks pretty, but it isn’t exactly what one would call warm.
Cadet W.G. Redman writes from R.F.C. Cadet Camp Farnborough :- 27th April, 1917
We have at last arrived in camp, and would be in uniform too if it were not for some tunics which are being altered at the tailor’s shop.
We left Cape Town on the Norman on the 26th March, and as I told you before most of us were badly seas-sick. There were 33 young fellows for R.F.C., about a dozen for the O.T.C., and about eight for Sandhurst on board. So, of course, we made the best of our time. We had three concerts, and these proved to be most entertaining. The two sports days also offered considerable enjoyment.
Four days before we arrived at Plymouth a special guard was formed at the Captain’s suggestion out of the R.F.C., O.T.C., and Sandhurst men. There were four on duty at a time, and each picket had two one-and-a-half hours’ guard every other day. The guards commenced at 5 a.m. and ended at 7 p.m. Practically all volunteered for this duty, and we did not shirk when the cold weather set in, bringing many a shower with it.
We had quite an exciting morning on the day before we arrived at Plymouth. Early in the morning we received the “S.O.S.” signal from a boat which had been shelled by a German submarine and was on fire. We saw this boat shortly afterwards on the horizon and noticed a second coming towards us. This boat suddenly opened fire on the submarine, which was quite close to us, although at the time we passengers did not know it. The gun crew of our 6-inch gun manned the gun, but could not get a shot in at the submarine before it submerged. We then received another wireless message, ordering us to proceed on our journey, as two cruisers were coming to the assistance of the crippled boat. We were very disappointed at having to leave the scene without firing a shot.
Soon after lunch we were met by a destroyer, which escorted us for the rest of the voyage. Towards dusk we passed a fleet of mine-sweepers, twenty-six in number. These were escorted by an armed trawler and a destroyer. When darkness set in we could discern the lights in the distance. They proved to be lights in the light-houses, so we knew we should not be on the boat much longer.
We dropped anchor in Plymouth harbour at 3.15 the following morning, but did not land till midday. We then had a glorious ride in the train to Reading, where we changed trains and proceeded to South Farnborough, where we are billeted at present.
I am very much taken with Old England, but I do not like the cold. The trees had only just begun to shoot and the grass to sprout.
South Farnborough is quite close to Aldershot, which is one of the largest military centres in England. There is quite a large aircraft factory on the opposite side of the Common to our tents, and aeroplanes are continually in the air above us. As many as eight are sometimes up in the air at the same time. After watching many of the airman “loop-the-loop” we “Cadets” are very eager to try our hands at it also. However, we shall not be given the chance to enter an aeroplane, until we are transferred to either Denham or Oxford. Our camp is merely a Depot Camp, and we’re expecting to be transferred any moment. The first batch of south Africans have already been transferred to Denham.
How has Jeppe begun the Football season? Have we a strong team? I do hope we keep up our reputation in football. Best of luck to the teams.
How are the ‘Mpitis getting on? Are they still as mischievous as ever? Please remember me to them, and tell them that I have not forgotten them.
“Cooks” Melvill writes:-
Officer Cadet School,
Brighton,
28th March, 1917
Dear Mr Vines,
I expect you have heard that I am back in England, and Hope to get a commission in a very short time now. I returned at the beginning of he year, and had an excellent time while on leave before joining up. The winter has been exceptionally sever, and we had a fortnight’s skating. I enjoyed it immensely in spite of several falls.
I am going through practically the same as Mr Manduell did. I read a few extracts from his letters in the magazine. I was very much amused to think of him cleaning a window in the manner of an experienced old soldier.
I ran up against an Old Boy, D.R. Chapman, and we are still together. He left about 1908. He met Mr Manduell in Amiens a short while back.
Marr and I stuck together all the while, and I am hoping to rouse him sufficiently to make him apply for admission to one of these schools. They are very short of officers, and I am sure he would get in.
We were at Loos and on the Ancre during the big battle. The Tanks went into action past our guns, and it was a very weird spectacle. The mud, however, prevented them from being as effective as they might have been.
The night before I came back we were shelled out with gas-shells, and the three hours with the helmets on were about the worst I ever hope to spend. Unfortunately one shell blew the top of our dug-out on, and we had to extricate ourselves as best we could and get to the nearest gun-pit. The material damage was rather severe, but of the men only one was wounded and one gassed. I struck a very unfortunate detachment – of the eight men with the gun, we lost both N.C.O.’s and one gunner killed and three wounded. It was pretty rough work during the winter months. The guns were pounding away nearly all through.
The school does not seem to have done well in cricket this year. I hope they notch it up a football. I have played once or twice, but it was ragged and poor football. We have cross-country runs, which I enjoy if the pace is not to warm.
We had our share of excitement when we first went out on driving drill. We came out some really remarkable formations, and generally managed to carry away one or two gate-posts.
Mathematics in Artillery work is a wonderful subject. It generally of a string of long intricate formula of who’s the origin of which not one of the lectures seems to have any idea. The chief thing is that the answer is correct, and that’s all they worry about. Right angles, for instance, are any angles between 80 deg. And 110 deg.
“OLD BOYS’ AT THE WAR
Sixth list (for previous lists see Dec., 1914, June and Dec., 1915, June and Dec 1916 issues of the J.H.S. Magazine)
Additions and Corrections.
D. Adams, Lieut., R.A.M.C.
L.R.C. Alexander, East Africa
V. Cooper, S.A.F.A., East Africa
R. Campbell, East Africa
L. Forrest, R.F.C.
S Glennie, Overseas Brigade
W.S. Grant, 1st Battery, S.A.F.A., Egypt
J. Barbour, S.A.F.A., East Africa
J. Holburn, S.A.F.A., East Africa
H.C. Longhurst, S.A.F.A., Overseas.
J. Levy, Staff-Sergt., S.A.M.C., Drill Hall.
P.L. Davey, Corpl. M.T.C., East Africa
H. Dixon, S.A.S.C., East Africa
D. Finkelstein, Sergt., S.AM.C., Pretoria
- Else, East Africa
G. Newton-Bridle, Pte., Overseas Brigade
G.T. Polkinghorne, R.F.C.
H.C. Pugh, Pte. S.A.M.C., Overseas
- Shuster, East Africa
W.G. Redman, R.F.C.
R.B. ross (Scottie), Pte., Overseas Brigade
A. Mackenzie, Sergt., Base, Durban
J.W. Taggart, Bugler, 1st Composite Regiment, Simonstown
E. Steeds, Pte., Overseas Brigade
A.R. Thorburn, R.F.A.
N.A. Babcock, Stokes Mortar Section, East Africa
R.M. Thomas, 1st Battery, S.A.F.A., Egypt
J Thornton, 1st Battery, S.A.F.A., Egypt
R Sneddon, M.T.S., East Africa
A.D. Coles, M.D.Rdr., Autralian Flying Corps.
R. Richards, Lieut., D.C.L.I., India.
W.H. Port, East Africa
D.R. Chapman, O.T.C. Brighton
F.W. Nelson, R.F.C.
A.O. Lewis-Roberts, R.F.C.
G.B. Treadwell, Lieut., Overseas Brigade
G.W. Bellin R.F.C.
J. McLaren, Lieut., Overseas Brigade
H.M. Stewart, R.F.C.
L.E. Rutherfoord, R.F.C.
G.S. Stokes, Engineer Miscellaneous Trades Coy.
J.M. Ruthven, Lieut., 21st Lancers
R. Cook, Overseas Brigade
J.B. Hine, Lieut., Overseas
R. Kernick, Overseas
W. Neebe, East Africa
D. Philip., 2nd Lieut., 7th Batt., London Regiment
L. Stilwell, East Africa
H.W. Campbell, Overseas Brigade
Pte. E. Allport, 9th S.A.I.
Pte. S. Brown S.A.M.C.
Trooper H. Bower, 2nd S.A.H.
Pte. Brown 8th S.A.I.
Pte. Barnes S.A.I. (died of disease)
Trooper Chris Botha, S.A. Horse
Pte. Billing, 7th S.A.I.
Lieut. L. Blackwell, S.A. Motor Cycle Corps
Pte. J. Bardour, O.T.C. England
Pte. C. Blecksley, 9th S.A.I.
Serg. Bleksley, 3rd S.A.H.
Driver E. Beuthin, S.A. Mot. Cycle Corps.
Capt. A.L.C. Cheeseman, 9th S.A.I.
Pte. H. Cohen R.A.M.C.
Trooper W.F. Candy 4th S.A.H.
Pte. D.R. Chapman, S.A.M.C., Overseas Continent
Pte. F. Dixon, 1st S.A.I., Overseas Contingent
Driver L. Duffus, Mech. Transport E.A.E.F
Trooper D.B. Duffy, 5th S.A.H. (killed in action East Africa, September, 1916)
Pte. L. de Beer, 2nd Lieutenant, Royal Flying Corps.
Pte. E.H. Edgar, 7th S.A.I.
Driver C.E. English, Mech. Trans (Kitchener’s Army)
Pte. G. Edwards, 9th S.A.I.
Lieut. G.W. Fox, 8th Hants (D.S.O. for bombing services, Hill 60 Gallipolli)
Pte. French, S.A. Scottish (4th S.A.I)
Pte. Forsyth, 7th S.A.I.
Pte. J.S. Gowan, 9th S.A.I.
Pte. Gilroy (1), 8th S.A.I.
Pte. Gilroy (2), 8th S.A.I.
Capt. H.W. Hine, 12th Sherwood Foresters
Pte. J.B. Hine, O.T.C. (Inns of Court)
Driver W. Hopkins, Motor Transport, B.E.A.E.F.
Corpl. B. Isacke, 4th S.A.I. (Scottish)
Trooper A.W. Jones, 4th S.A.H.
Lance-Serg. I.B. Joy (wounded at “The Landing”, Dardenelles; died of wounds 1915)
Pte. E.H. Kemp, 2nd Brig,. S.A.I.
Driver J.L. Linklater, Mech. Transport, B.E.A.E.F.
Trooper A. Lindsay, 4th S.A.H.
Pte. H. Lindsay, O.T.C. Cambridge
Pte. J. Law, S.A.M.C. (O.F.)
Pte. H. Law, 7th S.A.I.
Trooper T.S. Lance, 9th S.A.I.
Driver Lewis, Motor Transport B.E.A.E.F.
Pte. A. Malcolmson S.A.I.
Pte. A. Mackenzie, Base Depot S.A.I.
Pte. F.L. Melvill, 7th S.A.I. (severely wounded, B.E.A.)
Corpl. R.C. MacDougal, 9th S.A.I.
Lance-Corporal C.H. Marshall, S.A.I., Overseas Contingent (prisoner of war)
Signaller H. McCarthy, R.E., B.E.A.E.F.
Pte. M.L. Melvill, R.H.A.
Pte. J.P. Marr, R.H.A.
Lieut. G.L. McBride, 7th S.A.I.
Sergt. T. McLeod, S.A. Scottish
Pte. K. Mann, 5th S.A.I.
Pte. Mollison, 9th S.A.I.
Pte. MacRobinson, 9th S.A.I.
Flight-Lieutenant W.M. Niven, R.F.C. (killed in action October, 1916)
Trooper C. Niven, 4th South African Horse.
Pte. M.E. Noyce, 9th S.A.I.
Pte. E. Neebe, 3rd S.A.I.
Pte. E.W. Nelson, S.A. Aviation Corps.
Driver Naeser, Motor Transport Corps, B.E.A.E.F.
Lieut. & Q.M. J.H.A. Payne, 8th S.A.I. (severely wounded in B.E.A.)
Pte. J.D. Phillip, O.T.C., London
Lieut. P. Perrow, X-Ray Co., S.A.M.C.
Pte. Petrie S.A.I.
Pte. Pater, S.A. Scottish
Pte. R. Patrick, 7th S.A.I.
Pte. V. Penney, 9th S.A.I.
Pte. N.E. Poulton, 7th S.A.I. (severely wounded in B.E.A.)
Pte. Pearce, 8th S.A.I. (severely wounded in B.E.A.)
Pte. C. Perridge, 3rd Batt. S.A.I.
Pte. C.R. Robinson, 3rd S.A.I.
Pte. C.W. Ranger, 9th S.A.I.
Sergt. R.J. Read, 4th S.A.I. (Scottish)
Gunner R.J. Redman, Signaller attached to Battery Staff, R.F.A.
2nd-Lieutenant R. Richards, Duke of Cornwall’s Light Infantry
Trooper A.O.L. Roberts, 4th S.A.H.
Driver J. Russel, Motor Transport B.E.A.E.F.
Pte. W. Smithers, 9th S.A.I.
Sapper H.E. Shaw, R.E. Sign. Com
Sergt. H. Smith, S.A. Scottish (4th S.A.I.)
Pte. S. Smith, S.A. Scottish (4th S.A.I.)
Bugler R. Sinclair, S.A.I. (wounded in B.E.A.)
Pte. E.H. Stead, 2nd Brig., S.A.I.
Pte. A. Surtees, 9th S.A.I.
Pte. Stokkeland, 4th S.A.I.
Lieut. A.W. Thomson, 3rd S.A.I.
Pte. W.C. Taylor, Natal Reg. S.A.I.
Rifleman G.E. Taynton, Rhodesian Plat., K.R.R.
Pte. Tomlinson, unit not known
Pte. A.H. Treadwell, 2nd Brig. S.A.I.
Pte. E. Trimple, 5th S.A.F.A.
Flight Sub Lieut. T.E. Viney, D.S.O., R.N. Air Section (killed in action, May 21st)
Pte. Viney, O.T.C., London
Pte. F.W. van Renen, 4th S.A.I. (S.A. Scottish)
Pte. L.J. Whytock, 9th S.A.I.
Pte. R.J. Wilson, 7th S.A.I.
Sergt. R.W. Wilson, Mechanical Transport, East Africa
Trooper G.E. Webb, De Jager Scouts
S.S.M. F.W. Wing, 4th S.A.H.
Pte. N.S. Wallet, S.A.M.C.
Pte. W.J. Wallet S.A.M.C.
Pte. L.J. Williams, 2nd Brig. S.A.I.
Pte. Waugh, 7th S.A.I.
Pte. Wright, 8th S.A.I.
Cyclist M. Weinbren, Motor Cyclist Corps, East Africa
Pte. Watts, 9th S.A.I.
Driver Woodcock, Mech. Transport Corps, B.E.A.
2nd-Lieut. J. Yates, 11th S.A.I.
Pte. Young, 7th S.A.I.
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