Wednesday, February 20, 1918

A galivanting day. Cadet and I went to Ligny to see The Salvation Army family there and had a very fine time. We started to hike but met a line wagon and they stopped and let us on. We were on the seat, four were in the saddles, one on top and one inside. We had a fine ride. We went through the woods and two of them cut some trees for poles, then a fine ride to the hut. What a fine place. There is Maj. Anderson, Staff Coe, Adj. Case, Ens. Purviance, Capt. Pumons, and Lt. Murphy stayed there. I met some of the men I knew from the 1st Ammunition Train. Then we went to the supply and first saw Capt. Clark. He was looking at a German plane taking pictures and we looked through his glasses and could see the French shooting at it. Then we saw Segt. Barr and he showed us around. We saw some fine horses and got our mess kits. Then we had dinner in the kitchen. Then we went to The Salvation again and as Perrince had cut her finger, I made donuts and Segt. Green helped. We worked till time to go home and had to run to catch the train of mules. We got on a wagon. The load was going to the front and the driver’s name was Smut; a fine boy with brown eyes and a cheerful nature. He talked and laughed most all the way. The mules names were Peanuts, Queen, Nig, and Frank; all fine mules. We had a very nice ride. Met a T.M. truck, and they threw oranges at us. It was the best ride and we saw the railroad on which runs the American Limited; one train a day, third class. There were only old women. We arrived home and the night was very noisy. A shot fell only fifty feet from the Sausage at the Observation Station. At about eleven a man knocked on our door and told us his team had run away and he had forgotten the town’s name; we told him and he left to phone. The mules got frightened when we tried to put the gas masks on them; knocked him down and ran. A very noisy night.