Thursday, January 24, 1918

A glorious day.

For breakfast we had smoked toast and cocoa.

            We had our pictures taken again. Adj. is working on the aprons. Went to the dining room for dinner. The best in France, the Q.M. Co.

            Howard came, and Cadet went to Lighy.      

            Took the cook’s picture standing in front of our hut.

            Stood in chow line and it was fine. We have the best men they are so kind and gentle.

            The cook made us some cakes and had grenades.

            Corp. Sheldom put some more sweet oil in my ear.

            We have the finest fun in our family circle. A bunch around each stove. Adj. has one and I have another, and Cadet at the piano. How they do sing and play games and laugh. It would cheer the Mothers’ hearts if they could be here only for one night.

            We hear of so many of the boys from the 16th and 18th being killed, and it makes a very serious question arise; but the men think and seem to realize the need of being saved. They enjoy having us tell them of salvation, and many are being saved.