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Cyril King‘s journal finally comes to an end with this entry, dated November 25th 1918 when, after four years in captivity he finally returned to his native shores.
“We left the camp on the morning of the 23rd (I think) – after hours of lining up and waiting about – all those over 26 having left the day before. The train moved very slowly and took 20 hours to cover the 150 miles to Sassnitz over the never-ending ugly North German plain, and it was very cold and uncomfortable.
From Sassnitz we crossed to Copenhagen on a big Danish steamer and at Copenhagen we were transferred to two smaller cargo steamers in which we had to take the place of butter in the ‘holds’ – but it has been very calm and they have been extraordinarily kind to us and have fed us deliciously on as much bread, butter, eggs and apples as we have been able to eat.
Now, after 36 hours on board, we are lying off Leith, waiting to land as soon as it is morning.
‘Tomorrow to fresh fields and pastures new.'”
And land they did, the following morning, at Leith, welcomed by the pipers of the Gordon Highlanders.
Cyril is now happily ensconced in King’s College Cambridge, where he is reading Economics, and I hope to see him at our Cambridge dinner later this week.