Carting lumber from a battered brewery in Mailly-Maillet. The place is deserted save for soldiers. A fine church has received some hard knocks, and most of the buildings bear signs of bombardment. Today W. has left us to go to the O.T.C. in England.
My wounded mule is developing tetanus and must be shot. I just now went to say good-bye to him but he gave me such a piteous glance that I had to beat a hurried retreat. The murder of animals is one of the war’s worst features; a chance shell this afternoon killed and wounded about 20 horses not far from us.
Received from sister Myrtle a small parcel containing crayons and a little block.
[Image: Entrance of the church at Mailly-Maillet, showing brushwood protection on stained glass windows, 29 April 1918. IWM (Q 60811)]
[Image: British troops passing by the church at Mailly-Maillet, 23 August 1918. IWM (Q 60809)]