Belin comes to dinner.
The year about to begin will be a year of peace and victory, of our return home.
We do not wait for midnight before going to bed, though we first wish one another a happy 1915.
Friday, 1st January, 1915.
Not everybody has followed our example of sobriety in letting in the new year. This morning some unsteady walking is visible in the streets of Bucy and Bacchic songs fill the air.
At five the company returns to the grotto.
Saturday, 2nd January.
A fight against mud, which we scrape away from the road. At noon we proceed to the first line; for some time past, relieving forces have been sent out in the daytime. Passing through the branch is a difficult matter, for we wade in mud up to the knee.
Two hours' duty at the listening post. A calm night. Occasional firing.
Sunday, 3rd January.