Back to Shabkadr. Nothing doing. The enemy are afraid of my live wire and have not yet tried it. It kills two or 3 inoffensive wild cats, dogs and jackals every day – it is hard on them.
Rode over to Shabkadr to talk over the battle with General Campbell commanding the Division. Spots on my face. To my surprise he said “You must take 15 days leave” – so I readily agreed on sick leave and I do want it.
Marched to Subhan Khwar, through Shabkadr and pitched camp. A good site with a well good enough to give us water for 2000 men and 2000 followers.
Motor to Shabkadr and rode for 3 hours all round the frontier with the C.O.’s of regiments for instruction. Home by mid-day. Hot unbearably hot.P
Dining with all the regiments is rather hard going on my poor little liver. To-morrow I am again going out to Shabkadr to look at camps with General Campbell. I gave a lecture at the Club to-day on the war which seemed to be a great success, which was gratifying.
Took Daisie out in Motor car to see the site of battle-ground at Shabkadr and Matta. The country was very beautiful. It is getting hot. I get up about 6 and ride about. Breakfast 10.30. Office till 1.30 no lunch, sleep till 4.0., then tea, bath and out at 6.0.
Nights quite cool, days fiercely hot. Yesterday General Campbell, commanding the Division, Colonel Rice G.S.O. and myself, motored out to Shabkadr* and Matta to look round the Mohmand frontier. It was strange to be back in these wild parts after that war in France, all this seems like another planet. I like this command, but rather regret the pay and interest of my railway work and the comfort of Mme. Delaporte’ s house and my beloved Germaine’s French lessons. The road from Peshawar to Shabkadr in the early morning at this time of the year is very beautiful, especially the beds of lotus.
* Now spelt Shabqadar