Journal Entry – Saturday August 29th 1914

The news was only too true, the paper this morning was very serious reading.

Our army has suffered terribly, and the Germans are coming on apace, and will be in Paris before long.

It was such a lovely day. We all went to Tintagel. Mary & I drove to Lanson. Reg bicycled, & we three went by train to Camelford. Reading the Daily Mail & Chronicle all the way, & so interesting were they that we got to Camelford in no time.

From there the usual drive with an indifferent driver & tired horse dragging a heavy lumbering carriage.

We got to Bossiney at 12 when we found the rest of the party who had come by car and the Morsheads were seated in the field with the lunch. A good lunch too. Eaten with a lovely view of sea. After lunch break, Ursula, Phyllis, Ruth & I all went down to the cove to bathe. We sat & talked on the rocks for an hour & then had a glorious bathe. There was a swell on & big waves kept rolling in although there was not a breath of wind. We had great fun bathing as the waves kept knocking us down. U & I were completely submerged by one, it rolled us right over. After bathing, we sat again & talked. All on one subject: War. Do what one will, back it always comes. The Morsheads are anxious about Henry. About a fortnight ago he was supposed to sail from Southampton on the Donegal for India with 800 brother officers recalled from leave Link.

They have heard nothing of him, fear he has been sent to the front. Rumours have reached them that at the last moment 200 of these officers were ordered to front. Mr Coleridge says he has heard the same late[ly], so perhaps there is some truth in it.

We at last tore ourselves away from the sea & climbed up the cliff to Trewin [tk] & had tea there after which Dorothea, Evelyn & Reginald set off in the clumsy carriage to drive back to Camelford. The rest of us went to the old Post Office & saw the Crafts Exhibition & dawdled back & found Father in a fever to be off. Had a lovely drive back. Most magnificent views all the way.

Evelyn of course got lost on the return journey. He was to have bicycled from Lanson.

We had dinner & waited until 9.45. As he had not appeared Frank was just going to look for him, when he sauntered in.

He had waited for an evening paper & had dinner in Lanson. There was no fresh news.

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