Friday, _July 16, 1915._

Mrs. Stobart and three of the Government officials went to choose a

site for another dispensary. I was up at 3.30 and we had breakfast at

4.30. I went to the market to order things for the week. Sunday is the

great day for the market. It is so picturesque to see all the Serbs in

their quaint costumes. The gipsies are lovely. They have gorgeous

striped skirts, homespun, lovely coloured belts with large buckles,

home-made stockings wonderfully embroidered, fancy zouave, and fancy

coloured scarves on their heads. One of the doctors and I were invited

out to an engagement ceremony. It was really most interesting. One of

our interpreters who was single was told that there was a girl who

would make him a suitable wife, so he went to see her early last

week, liked her, so proposed. She is nineteen and he is about

thirty-five years of age. The girl possesses a maize field, a wheat

field and a walnut tree. This is considered a very good dowry. At 3.30

the interpreter called for us; the cottage where the girl and her

people live is about ten minutes walk from the camp. On our way we met

several of the man's relations. On arriving at the house we were met

by her relations, who were standing all along the pathway to the front

door. The men shook hands with us and the women kissed our hands. We

were taken into the front room, a good sized one with a table in the

middle; there was tapestry all round the walls which had been done by

the girl. The Serbs do the most beautiful work with the handlooms, and

it is all done with the pure wool from the sheep, which one sees the

women spinning as they walk along the streets. We sat round the table

and talked till all the guests had arrived. The girl went round

kissing all the women relations on the hands and face, the men and the

guests on the hands, the fiance did likewise; then the engaged couple

stood in the centre of the room and had the ring presented, a gold

ring with a diamond and ruby. The ring was put on the little finger of

the right hand. The engaged couple kissed all the people again; we

then started with refreshments. The girl did everything. A tray was

handed round first with a dish of cakes and glasses of wine; this was

to drink the health of the guests. We only took a sip of wine and the

glasses were put back on the tray; then the girl went out and brought

in another tray, the same wine and cakes; this was to drink the

bride's health; then a third lot was brought in to drink the

bridegroom's health. Then a tray came in with two dishes of jam and

glasses of cold water and spoons. We all eat a spoonful of jam and

drank a little water; the last tray had little cups of Turkish coffee.

After this we sat and talked; the ceremony was over. Fortunately we

were not far from the camp as a blizzard came up with a terrible sand

storm. We rushed round to help with the tents and patients. This was a

difficult task. We got our patients taken away in the motors to our

new building near. The hospital ward tents stood well; as they are all

double, only three came down, and the poles were not broken, so were

soon put up. Fifteen came down in all, the staff mess tent, the men's

mess tent, the kitchen tent and some of the sleeping tents. We had

several of the military authorities helping us. The storm lasted for

two hours and then all was quite calm again. We had a lovely picnic

supper under a large shelter the Government officials had put up for

us. The next day we were busy putting things straight after the storm.

I was not well again, so was sent to bed. I had to get up in the

afternoon to pack, as Dr. Atkinson had arranged for me to go to

Belgrade to the British Fever Hospital. Four of our unit are returning

to England, so they have come with us to Belgrade. Eight of us left

for Belgrade by the 12 train. We had a through carriage, most

comfortable. Dr. Curcin had arranged it for us. The English military

attache, Col. Harrison, came to see us off. A motor took us from the

camp; we had a lovely journey and arrived at Belgrade at 10 a.m. It is

sad to see how Belgrade is destroyed. Our driver was too funny. The

roads were terribly bad; we had quite a young boy to drive us. He

jumped off the box part way to shake hands with some of his friends in

a cart; he got a cigar from them, lighted it and then ran after his

carriage again. We had gone on quite a long distance with our two

horses. When we got a little further our driver jumped down again,

this time for a drink of water on the roadside, and to buy a cake. We

arrived at the British Fever Hospital at 11 o'clock; we were given a

very nice ward, and the two nurses and I were sent to bed, and we had

to go on light diet for forty-eight hours. I have been put on milk

only, so I am very cross; it is very dull in bed, but I know many of

the Farmers' unit as so many came out in the _Saidieh_ with us.

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