
Saturday, August 25, 1917:
Arose at 6 A.M. The Corporal gave us coffee with rum in it for breakfast and then felt insulted because we wouldn’t drink raw rum with him. On the ground outside were many beautiful specimens of all kinds of German shells. Éclat of various kinds from the size of a pea to the size of a man’s head and several sizes of shrapnel were lying all over the ground, inside and on top of our car, but the only scratch on the car itself was a slight dent in the fender. I gave most of the specimens to Johnny as he is making quite a sizable collection of junk. By 8 o’clock we were on our way hence with one blessé. Twenty four hours and one blessé.
Worked on the car until noon. Developed pictures with my new outfit from Paris all afternoon. Got fairly good

Went to bed soon after dinner, but had to get up soon and run for an abri because Boche planes were bombing the district. Found a cot in the abri and passed a fairly comfortable night.
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