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MGI vol 2124 number 151a

I arrived within destroyed area at about 10.45 on the morning of Dec. 6th and was so overcome with the awfulness of the situation, burning and fallen houses, the frequency with which one fairly stumbled over dead bodies, etc. etc. that at first I seemed powerless to think - much less act. Was brought to myself however on being touched on my arm, + turning round, faced a frail, frightened young woman who asked me to help lift her mother into a "team"; following her for some hundred yards or so I came across the ruins of what once had been their home, and limp on the road in front was this poor aged woman so shaken and hurt that she could not speak; I helped a soldier lift her on to a butcher's cart and together we drove to Camp Hill Hosp. En route [underlined] there, I could see Death already very mean, and on arrival she was so far gone as to be past all human aid. I then returned to devastated area, passing countless conveyances of all sorts + descriptions, each with it's load of dead and dying, and the rest of that day assisted to the best of my ability in extracting