Diary Entry 9th September, 1917

Sherman and I go to the wagon line with a call at brigade on the way. We just caught the Colonel as he was crossing the canal on a bicycle. Sherman rode Wright's horse and looked for all the world like a monkey on a stick as he would stick his spurs into Ginger and of course Ginger, being human, wanted to get along and old Sherman could not manage him a bit. We bathed at the usual spot and came back after tea as I had to do liaison. However, I rode Ginger back and had no bother with him at all. The 7th Battalion Sherwood Forresters were in and a real decent crowd, very merry and bright. The Colonel, (Johnson) had just returned off leave.