The view from the telescope leads to a sequence of images of the ship and we hear the voice-over of Old Sisler. During the voice-over by Old Sisler, the mannequin-soldier looks out to sea from the deck of the SS Lapland; the sequence finally ends as the sky fills with night stars.
Voice-over: Ah, the SS Lapland. What a beautiful ship. But crossing the Atlantic on a luxury liner didn’t make the trip pass any quicker. Oh, we kept ourselves busy with drills, celebrating a birthday or two; sometimes it was easy to forget we were even going to war.
Well, it sure hit home when we neared the Irish coast, found out we had to get through a danger zone without an escort. One of those German subs could have been right under us at any time, hiding down in those cold, rough waters. We had to have 200 men armed and up on deck all the time, along with our machine-gun sections. One night, we even had to sleep on deck, tied up in our life belts, all of us on edge, listening to the lapping of the water, imagining submarines and torpedoes and the war.
Joe puts away the telescope. He is standing next to a mannequin dressed in winter-weather camouflage.
Joe: wow scary eh? and cold...
Lottie: you’re right! his diary starts in winter. january 1916!!!
Joe: check that out, i’ll be right back
Joe heads towards the armoury section of the museum.
Meanwhile, Lottie retrieves the diary of Byron Cooper Sisler. She opens the diary and starts to read it while looking looks through the magnifying glass. During the Old Sisler voice-over there are images of maps and the mannequin-soldier is seen in a restaurant and sleeping in his barracks.
Voice-over: I think that’s my first entry that she’s reading there in the diary. Oh, we had a fine time that day: the bunch of us out for a New Year’s dinner, lots of turkey, pudding and beer.
Took a break from the diary for a while though. Nothing much to write about except the rains that never seemed to end. And it was cold. Our huts just had clapboard sheeting on the sides, a small stove in each. We slept on the floor, shivering and freezing till we fell asleep. It was a raw cold all night, and then at dawn, we’d be out on the ranges, soaking wet, laying in the mud to shoot.
The voice changes during the voice-over to a younger voice, the voice of young Byron Cooper Sisler (Young Sisler) reading from his war diary. While he is reading, there is another sequence of the mannequin-soldier.