Dere Mable - Love Letters of a Rookie by Edward Streeter
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minit I smell powder Im right on my tows.
I havent been very well lately. I guess Ill cut out eatin at meals. It spoils my appitite for the rest of the day. I kno youll be glad to kno my feet aint hurtin so much. Remember me to the hired girl and your mother. Yours through the winter, _Bill_. [Illustration: "REMEMBER ME TO YOUR MOTHER"] _Chair Mable:_ Thats French. I didnt expect you to kno what it meant though. The Y.M.C.A. are learnin me French now. I only had three lessons so far but I can talk it pretty good. You know how quick I am at pickin up any kind of trick stuff like that. The only difference between French and English is that there pretty near alike but the French dont pronounce there words right. When I use French words Ill underline them. Thatll give you some idea of the languige. When we get voila as the French say for over there itll come handy to be able to sit down and have a dosy dos with them poilus. (That means chew the rag in English.) A poilus Mable is a French peasant girl an they say |
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