Tuesday, July 31, 1917:
By 7 A.M. today everything was in readiness for our departure from Rupt. Johnnie and I had a heavy load of Frenchmen’s personal belongings. Practically every car had some kind of excess baggage. Our route for the next two days was given us and was as follows: Rupt, Remiremont, Épinal, Mirecourt, Neufchâteau (to spend the night here), Gondricourt, Vaucouleurs, Ligny-en-Barrois.
It had been raining for two days so the roads were perfect for convoy travel. The roads in this country are wonderful. The car was running beautifully so I let Johnnie drive most of the day which pleased him very much. There was not much excitement during the day. We gradually pulled away from the mountains and got out into a more level country. At noon we stopped at a farm and ate in a big barn as it was raining. Our meal was entirely cold except for some hot coffee after it was all over.
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After saying good-bye to these dear boys we parked our cars in a big cavalry barracks under the trees and prepared for the night. While we were still in the town waiting for further directions a very nice looking lady walking with a distinguished looking gentleman stopped at our car and she asked us, in very good English, who we were and where we were bound. She explained that she was an Irish nurse and that her companion was a very prominent French doctor, a specialist on typhoid fever. She said, “I can’t tell you boys how glad we all are to see America really over here at last. France has suffered more than but few of us realize and I’m speaking the truth when I say that France is absolutely spent. We in the hospital know as perhaps no one else knows the suffering these people have undergone. God bless you boys and your work.”
For dinner several of us went to a hotel in town where we met most of the section and ate delicious soup, real bread, tomato salad, meat, new potatoes and honey and peaches and plenty of good wine for 3 francs 50. I ate on Don Smith because I’m broke and have been for over a month.