Had a great time taking down the tent and getting ready to move and was very busy but got through and went to dinner. Had a fine dinner with the Maj. Then we went for a farewell walk and enjoyed ourselves very much. We were told that we would not leave till the 6th so all we could do was rest up. On Friday we left for our new place.
Came in the Capt.’s car, and we sure did enjoy the fine ride. We got to the dirty French village, and it was hard after our last wonderful camp. The next day we put up a tarpaulin and had a real good place.
Diary of a World War I Donut Girl 