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[Page 125]

Tuesday 9th April 1917 [1918]
How shall I fill in this quiet day? Still I feel like a piece of busy timber on life's ocean that a quiet firm hand has pulled gently to one side for a few weeks in the still water & here I lie letting all the rush & toil of life go by & obliged, for once, to think & see whether am tending on the stream.
S. Moore, true Scot that she is, points the way today by bringing a bible for me to study & I realize again part of the purpose for which this little quiet space came into my life. 10.30 a.m. comes the C.O. & tells me I look better, do they know we are really human beings these pts. of theirs I wonder?

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