Fine, after three days’ rain. I am trying to start a sort of canteen to supply note paper, soap, and little things, but until we are settled it is difficult.
Our report from G.O.C., 48th Div. (Gen. Fanshawe, I think), to whom we are attached while in the trenches, etc., has just come in; rather satisfactory. Among other pleasant things he says—”The 9th R. Ir. Fus. is the best Battalion of the New Army I have seen.” Of course, he may not have seen many, but still it’s pleasant, and will buck up all ranks. 11th and 12th got good reports too. Halahan’s sing song to-morrow night is in a somewhat battered barn, which he calls the Cathedral, as we have Service there.
