Friday, February 22, 1918

It is very blue, raining, and cold and much shooting. Went to the doctor and he put some medicine in my ear. The Cadet woke up singing, “O it’s glorious, eight in a room built for four of us.” Had a pleasant visitor, the doctor. He heard we were sick and came only to find us in bed. Couldn’t do a thing but laugh. Had a wonderful evening, the officer of the day came and told us to be ready to put our gas masks on and go to the dugout as the Germans were going to make it interesting shelling the road and the town. Heavy firing kept up till the small hours of the morning. Col. Starbed and Coe came and stayed the night. We slept on stretchers in the kitchen. A very interesting night. John went to the front on the Red Cross ambulance.