Thursday, May 25, 2017

Will we ever know what the accident was?

Friday, May 25, 1917:
 
The water is more quiet today and the day more clear. Got up at 10 A.M. and took a nice hot salt-water bath after which I shaved and went to dinner. Paul was there, but looks like a wet dish rag. He won’t eat a thing.

We get wireless news every day posted on the bulletin board and today we were informed that the Mongolia returned to New York with the bodies of two nurses killed on board by accident. Will we ever know what the accident was? We get news from France, England, America keeping us posted right up to date.

Read Service until 4 P.M. Crawled into a life boat with my blanket and lay flat on my back for three hours. At 4 I attended Miss Mullen’s tea -- only she always serves coffee -- and afterward played bridge with Miss Lynch against Mr. Symons and Gregory. We won. After dinner Mr. Symons and I played Miss Lynch and Gregory and lost. Went to bed about midnight.

We are running more carefully these nights. We have been passing a number of ships by day and goodness knows how many by night. Up to last night we have been running in utter darkness, but now we have a mast light and red and green on either side. The decks are very dimly lit whereas formerly there was no light whatever. We have had one life boat drill and have another tomorrow P.M. It consists of nothing more than reporting with your life belt at your particular boat on the spar deck.

Paul ate quite heartily this evening and looks much better than he has for several days.

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