Made 2 thousand cookies and had the best luck.
Had a wonderful meeting, and the hut was crowded; the men seemed interested and God came near. The guns roared and the house shook. The Chaplain told of having just put seven of our boys in their graves; all were young. One had such a pleasant smile on his face; one whose face was half gone; and another’s legs were all that were left. How very hard it is. God bless and keep the poor loved ones.
Diary of a World War I Donut Girl 