Now the day is over!
Tuesday, September 24.—Seedy all yesterday; no diary; straight to bed; hot water from hospital; footbath.
Managed to get half a dozen sheets zinc from Superintendent for roofing.
Distributed books to Elders yesterday afternoon.
Felt rather hopeless to-day; so much to do; quite at loss where to begin; inclined just to sit still.
Visited southern corner of camp; Mrs. De Lint poorly; read letter written by husband.
Gave out "briefies" for rice to some tents.
Astounded this evening by doctor, "Well, now, wasn't it fine that I got you the right to grant briefies?" And this is the Donation Store, quite independent of all Government Stores! A gentleman gave Mr. Becker £50 for things; these goods arrived yesterday. Really, doctor takes the cake—with baker and all! Told him a few gentle truths about these goods.
Letters from home; hope those groceries of mine will come along all right; and that order for £20 worth of stuff[54]. May I succeed in getting the sole right of distribution when that arrives.