toilet seat in the washroom where the lights burn all nite. I finished a book on this very seat one nite when I could not sleep. As it turned out it was not much of a book either. 'Christmas Holiday" by Somerset Maughm I started it on the strength of the enjoyment I got out of reading "Of Human Bondage"

I've just come back from the Marine canteen where they sell green beer at 10 [cents] the can. I believe it was my sane counsel that prevented three convivial drinking companions, all sailors from the squadron, from pushing in the faces of a dozen Marines murdering "Show me the Way to go Home."