awful cheap from Bill Huggins. Right away theres an order against em.
Angus MacKenzie sold me a pair of leather leggins for less than he paid
for them. Some bargain from Angus. The next day they issue an order that
you cant wear em. Now they hear I want to go home an put an order out
against it. If theyd only come right out an say Bill Smith were goin to
get you. Sneaky. Thats what I call it, Mable.

Ive half a mind to transfer back to the artillery. If I transfer much
more theyll be chargin me extra fare, eh Mable? Only for me an the
Captin not bein able to agree Id never have left. I understand hes been
awful sorry since. All you have to do in artillery is to put a bullet in
the gun. It does the rest. In the infantry you got to go up and do all
the dirty work yourself.

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Besides Im gettin leery of these infantry fellos. There always talking
about what were goin to do to the Germans, blowin em to pieces and
slicin em up an throwin em all around the lot. I got thinkin what if
the Germans was learnin there men to do the same thing. They never seem
to figger on these things.

An these baynuts, Mable. They aint safe. When you get a lot of fellos in
a trench with there baynuts stickin every which way some ones goin to
get hurt sure.

I got those cigars your father sent me. Thank him an tell him if he ever
gets takin like that again not to send such a large box but-well you
explain it to him Mable. You can do that sort of thing much better than
I can. Outspoken. Thats me all over, Mable.