Returned here on Friday and met Bertie Sullivan in the train. Carrying F.O. mails over to Holland in the Copenhagen, he had been torpedoed by a submarine. He said 6 subms. waited for the boat, in 3 pairs. He was shaving. He seems to have kept pretty calm, but said he couldn't get his boots on. "I was flurried," he said. Of 17 bags he saved 16, and sank one. Result, after several days, a sort of lack of feeling in fingers. (It was March and he was not in row-boat for long.)
S.S. COPENHAGEN, 2,570grt, 5 March 1917, 8 miles E ½ N from N Hinder LV,
torpedoed without warning and sunk by submarine, 6 lives lost
Yesterday, for the first time, and at my suggestion, we had no bread on the table at dinner. People who want it must ask for it from the sideboard. Wells gave me this tip. The value of these dodges is chiefly disciplinary. If the whole of the well-to-do classes practised them, the wheat problem would be trifling.
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