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Dere Mable - Love Letters of a Rookie by Edward Streeter
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theres anything solid you get it in the pan with the rim on it. Then
they pour the soup on your cover.

When you sit down half what you got left spills out on the table. It
isnt so bad now cause everything freezes about as soon as it hits.

[Illustration: "ARMY FOOD ALWAYS RUNS"]

You ought to see us eat breakfast, Mable. We got so many overcoats and
things on that a fello dont get no elbow action. Some fellos eats with
there wool gloves. That aint a good scheme though. It makes things taste
like eatin peaches with there skins on.

The fello that invented our eatin tables must have been a supply Sargent
once. All the seats is nailed to the table. When you get a spoonful of
loose food up some fello puts his foot in your lap and leaves a couple
of pounds of mud there. I just brush it off tho on the next fello. Never
complain. Thats me all over.

Well Mable I got to shine my shoes now and go and eat offen china plates
with a nigger waiter. I dont eat with a nigger waiter, Mable. Its awful
hard to explain things to you sometimes. So now I will close.

Hoping you are the same
_Bill_



_Dere Mable:_

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