I got up and found it raining. Oh my, rain. Went to the station to get my trunks, and after a lot of talking and looking and asking in French, I found that they had not traveled as yet, so went back to the hotel and had dinner. Then I got things together for my … Continue reading Monday, January 6, 1919
Tag: God is good
Wednesday, January 1, 1919
Cornay, Third Corps Art. Park: A day of rest and we stayed at home. The sun came out a little then it rained. But it was a happy day because of peace. God is good to mankind. New Year’s Eve the boys sent off a large ammunition dump at about twelve o’clock. It shook the … Continue reading Wednesday, January 1, 1919
Tuesday, June 11, 1918
A very fine day but heavy firing all day. The Americans made a big advance today. An airplane was captured by the Germans and they shelled some men at a rail head who were getting supplies in trucks, or camions as the French call them. It was a bad day but God was good.
Tuesday, June 4, 1918
We are on the move. Left Noyert St. Martin, Oise at six o’clock and it was a fine day. We had slept in the field by the hay stack and had seen the lovely sunrise and the birds sing. God was good to us. We moved with the Co. train and road in Lt. Nelson’s … Continue reading Tuesday, June 4, 1918
Tuesday, February 5, 1918
Scrubbed the floor of our room. I had an old lady to help, and she has lost all and is very sad, poor thing. Put up the counters and so many came to get things to take to the front. And it was fine to be able to say a word of cheer and tell … Continue reading Tuesday, February 5, 1918
Sunday, January 20, 1918
Breakfast and then we all helped to tidy the place. I made the beds and we all helped to get dinner. Then we had a quiet afternoon talking and reading and sleeping. We all helped to get supper. After supper we got to talking about work and it was fine to hear how interesting they … Continue reading Sunday, January 20, 1918
Friday, January 4, 1918
Got to the hut and found a friend had a good fire and we soon had breakfast. Then we cleared up. Then the boy came and brought our chow and we had him stay. We had tea, and he said it was the best he had had since he left the States. We decided to … Continue reading Friday, January 4, 1918
Sunday, December 23, 1917
Very cold. Had breakfast with the officers and went back to our rooms and made a fire in old fashioned grates. Then I made the beds and the men came and we had prayers and God came very near. The Col. came and told me to do my best and I will. Could not attend … Continue reading Sunday, December 23, 1917
Sunday, November 18, 1917
First we had breakfast. It is a cold and dreary day, but God is good to us. I have been thinking of the soldiers. Some are so young, only boys. Looking into their faces one sees homesickness. Every time you talk to them it is of Mother and home. Some say, “I wish I could … Continue reading Sunday, November 18, 1917
Diary of a World War I Donut Girl 