“Quite right,” he said.  “I’m sure you can get along without us, miss, much better than we could get along without you.”

Mademoiselle considered this a flirtatious speach and walked out of the shop.  But I consider that it was a General Remark and not personal, and anyhow he was thirty at least, and had a married apearance.

As there was not room for the Tent and camp chairs in my car, the delivery waggon followed us, making quite a procession.

We tried several farm houses, but one and all had no Patriotism whatever and refused to let us use their terratory.  It was heartrending, for where we not there to help to protect that very terratory from the enemy?  But no, they cared not at all, and said they did not want papers all over the place, and so on.  One woman observed that she did not object to us, but that we would probably have a lot of boys hanging around and setting fire to things with cigarettes, and anyhow if we were going to shoot it would keep the hens from laying.

Ye gods!  Is this our National Spirit?

I simply stood up in the car and said: 

“Madame, we intend to have no Members of the Other Sex.  And if you put eggs above the Stars and Stripes you are nothing but a Traitor and we will keep an eye on you.”

We then went on, and at last found a place where no one was living, and decided to claim it in the name of the government.  We then put up the tent, although not as tight as it should have been, owing to the Adams’s chauffeur not letting us have his wrench to drive the pins in with, and were ready for the day’s work.

We have now had luncheon and the Quartermaster, Jane, is burning the papers and so on.

After I have finished this Log we will take up the signaling.  We have decided in this way:  Lining up in a row, and counting one to ten, and even numbers will study flag signals, and the odds will take up telagraphy, which is very clearly shown in the Manual.

After that we will have exercises to make us strong and elastic, and then target practise.

We have as yet no guns, but father has one he uses for duck shooting in the fall, and Betty’s uncle was in Africa last year and has three, which she thinks she can secure without being noticed.  We have passed this Resolution:  To have nothing to do with those of the other Sex who are not prepared to do their Duty.

Evening, April 12th.  I returned to my domacile in time to take in Old Glory, and also to dress for dinner, being muddy and needing a bath, as we had tried bathing in the creek at the camp while Mademoiselle was asleep in the tent, but found that there was an oil well near and the water was full of oil, which stuck to us and was very disagreeable to smell.

Carter Brooks came to dinner, and I played the National Anthem on the phonograph as we went in to the Dining Room.  Mother did not like it, as the soup was getting cold, but we all stood until it was finished.  I then saluted, and we sat down.