19h 54min, oct 8, 1916 y - 08/10/1916:
Ethel Moir, orderly, writes:
'we were all at the "end of our tether",
but the sight of a mail bag bucked us up
no end, & altho' dead weary, we sat up
1/2 the night reading the home letters
& newspapers.' (p. 78)