May 26, 1917

Saturday, May 26, 1917
5-26-17 Today the sun shone on the white caps but the horizon was misty. I sat and read and dreamed as usual. The sailor lads told me we passed an ice berg last night and also that they found a small fire down in the lower regions of the ship and the fog was so thick they could not see their way about on deck. This evening we are again in fog and the waves are running the highest I’ve seen them. The spray reaches to the top deck and the ship rolls quite a lot. The sailors prefer the fog as it is much safer as far as submarines are concerned and they don’t have to watch so closely.