He had then fallen asleep in the pantrey, the window
being up. In the afternoon, luncheon being over and the Familey
out in the car for a ride, he had gone out into the yard behind
the house and pretended to look to see if the crocuses were all
gone. But soon he went into the Garage and was there a half
hour.
Now it is one of the rules of this Familey that no house
servants go to the Garage, owing to taking up the Chauffeur's
time when he should be oiling up, etcetera. Also owing to one
Butler stealing the Chauffeur's fur coat and never being seen
again.
But alas, what am I to do? For although I reported this
being in the Garage to mother, she but said:
"Don't worry me about him, Bab. He is hopelessly
inefficient. But there are no Men Servants to be had and we'll
have to get along."
1 A. M. I have been on watch all evening, but everything is
quiet.
I must now go to bed, as the Manual says, page 166:
"Retire early and get a good night's rest."
APRIL 16TH. In camp. Luncheon of sardines, pickels, and
eclairs as no one likes to cook, owing to smoke in the eyes,
etcetera.
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