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Dere Mable - Love Letters of a Rookie by Edward Streeter
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take em for a walk an then feed em an smooth em out an feed em an give
em a drink. It makes a fello feel like givin back a dollar out of his
pay at the end of the month.

[Illustration: "MAX GLUCOS WHAT LIVES ON THE NEXT COT"]

[Illustration: "SMITH ARE YOU LAFFIN AT ME?"]

The horses has the softest of anyone, Mable. They dont even have to get
up for breakfast in the morning. We bring it to em in a little bag
filled with cereul. You tie this on there face. I guess they aint never
been fed before the war broke out. When they see you comin they start
jumpin round like starvin sailurs. I dont guess they like cereul. I
wouldnt ether three times a day. I thought theyd give em somethin
different Thanksgivin but not a chance. There always hopin it ull be
somethin else I guess. When they see the same old thing they get sore
and try to step on your feet.

The sargents stand way behind an say "Go on in. They wont hurt you." An
then when they land on your corn they say "Thats to bad. You didnt do it
right." I dont like sargents any better than horses.

An I dont kno as Im going to like the Captin much better ether. The
other day I got laffin while I was standin in line. Just laffin to
myself. Not disturbin nobody. The Captin turns round an says "Smith are
you laffin at me?" I says no sir an he says "Well what else was there to
laff at?" Thats the kind of a fello he is. I didn't sass him back or
nothin, Mable. Just looked at him an made him feel cheap. I saw him
again in the afternoon. Course I didnt salute. He says "What do you mean
by not salutin?" I told him I thought he was mad. Im glad Im not his
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