Diary Entry - 27th February, 1918

As orderly officer rise at six fifteen a.m. but there was a frost so ploughing could not be carried on with in the morning. Lose - or rather have wounded - four mules. One so bad it had to be taken away in a float, it being a noted rowan[?] of E sub named Rhubarb. Two of F sub's wee black mules, nice little chaps, were gassed and were very groggy in the wind. They also discharged from the eyes and nose and consumed large quantities of water.