Sunday, October 28, 1917

            Bread got into the coffee urn. When I tried to strain the coffee it would not run, so I looked and found that bread had been put in the urn to save.

            Scouring soap is scarce, and so we found a good substitute in a soft stone we found, and it worked fine.

            A story Major told: In India a supposed Christian wanted to go on a week drunk. So he tied his prayers to a windmill and set it going. After the week of what he considered a good time he looked at his prayers and found he was up to date. Just like the form of prayer some people have.

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