Catalogue description [Sebastopol]

Weather now very bad - snow knee deep - "nights in the trenches are not pleasant, with a bitter north wind driving the sleet in your face and wetting you through and through. We have come to a kind of tacit understanding with the Russians as the cold has forced us all out of our holes, to walk about without molestation, so we now perambulate in turn a hundred and fity yards looking daggers at each other through the sleet." Yesterday walked on the Inkerman Heights where the grave pits are beginning to sink; revealing the most dreadful sights of decomposing bodies. Many Russian bodies still unburied. Sorry to see so much abuse of Lord Raglan in the papers. "One article caused the old boy to come out in a snow storm and ride up and down but nobody looked at him or took any notice of him. I don't think they know who he was. I wish old Nick [the Czar] would show sense and come to terms. We are all tired of this war."