E.S. "Gordon" Lacey - Diary 2

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Ernest Stanley "Gordon" Lacey grew up in Mosman. His parents lived at 'Richmond', 24 Rosebery Street. He went to school locally and worked as a mail assistant at Mosman Post Office before enlisting in 1917. Wounded for the first time in May 1918, he returned to his Battalion, the 53rd, in August, just before they were to take part in two key actions, the Attack at Anvil Wood and the Battle of St. Quentin Canal. Lacey was hit again, by shell fire, on 29 September, and died of his wounds at the 1st Australian General Hospital in Rouen on 9 October 1918.

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to me there, and I left jolly downhearted for a while. Went aboard the old "Miltiades" A28 at 7 a.m. & pulled out into the bay. We weighed anchor and started about 1.45 p.m. & it was then that I looked my last on dear old Mosman. I got sick about 4 miles off the Heads, and I was sick off & on all through the trip. Friday, we sighted 4 waterspouts in the

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afternoon. 6th Monday. I began to feel a bit better about dinnertime. Land sighted during the afternoon, and I was never so pleased to see land in all my life. There was a line of purple mountains with snow capped peaks here & there & that was my first glimpse of New Zealand. Tuesday morning we sailed in between two fine heads the entrance

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to Wellington Harbour, or Port Nicholson. The country here is very hilly, but the smooth green hills, with the ridges of snowcapped mountains in the back ground look very pretty. The city of Wellington looks very picturesque nestling at the foot of the surrounding hills. Things are very slow in comparison with Sydney, as there are no ferries & there is nothing

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much doing in the shipp ing line. We got a mighty poor receiption here, in fact the people didn't bother about us at all. 8th Aug. I was sitting in a boat on the poop deck when we weighed anchor about 4.30 p.m. I made up my mind I would not be sick again, but I was walking the deck & I began to feel queer, & when I was getting ready for bed I had to make a duck for a

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bucket. Crook weather until Tuesday 14th when there was a change, and we had beautiful sunny day with a calm sea. As we got further north the water began to get a lovely blue, and it was a treat to sit up by the rail & watch the phospherous dancing in the wake of the ship & it is wonderful to see the light caused by the propellers. We sail of a night with all lights out now & we have

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