trenches near observation hill

Well, I got my things and returned to the regiment with N... for the night. We moved his aid post to a place some way behind the reserve trenches, as it turned out worse than where he had been before, and he had the worst night of all, poor fellow. I lay in a dug-out with three other officers. But I did not sleep a wink. I could not have imagined such a shindy. It started about 9.15 and went on till 6.15 next morning, and the longest pause I counted was six seconds when there was no firing. In the trenches the firing of rifles and machine guns was ceaseless the whole night. The ships’ guns and our field artillery were firing intermittently all night. One gun close to us made a terrible row. About one mile away The French 75’s were going all the time, sometimes firing, as we timed it, as many as fifty rounds a minute. Than, of course, The Turks were replying all the time with shrapnel. One, at least, I saw burst just above us, but most burst to our left, where I discovered one or two man had been wounded in the trenches. The others slept peacefully through it all, they were so worn out. It was a strange experience."

"With the Twenty-ninth Division in Gallipoli", (London 1916), Reverend O. Creighton, p. 69-70