April 2, 1915.
Easter Sunday and still raining. We had a splendid service from Mr. R—— and a Communion service after. The service is more like the Presbyterian than any other. We have four new soldiers but the large convoy has not yet arrived. There has been awful fighting in Alsace lately, so the wounded must come soon.
To-day we had a specially good dinner for the men. Madam B—— gave them cigars and Easter eggs, and after dinner they sang some of their songs, then gave us three cheers. They are a fine lot of men and so grateful for everything we do for them.
The story of the dog has gone through the whole country, but it is nice to know that it is really true, and to have seen the dog.
Dr. B—— was able to save the other leg of the dog’s master, and after another operation he thinks he will have the use of his hand.