I was very proud to have a home all to myself, and chalked on the door the word "Chaplain".

In one room two piles of straw not only gave me a bed (p.

044) for myself but enabled me to give hospitality to any officer who needed a billet.

Another room I fitted up as a chapel.

An old box covered with the silk Union Jack and white cloth and adorned with two candles and cross served as an altar.