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Dere Mable - Love Letters of a Rookie by Edward Streeter
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on guard,
_Bill._



_Dere Mable:_

I would have rote sooner but I had such a cold I couldnt say nothin for
most a weak.

Well Mable, we et all the food like the cook said but we aint in France
yet. I guess he aint got as many brains as he said he had. Everyone is
sore at him cause we didnt kick at none of his food for more than a weak
thinkin that when wed et it all wed go away. He thinks its funny an says
"Do youse guys think this war is a Cooks tour?" I hate fellos what tries
to get out of things by bein smart.

Everythings covered with mud includin me. I seem to attract mud like I
was a maggot, Mable. Yesterday I spent all the afternoon shinin up for
guard sos to be the Colonels orderly. Then I step out of the tent and
flui. The Sargent says, "Smith dont you know enuff not to go on guard
lookin like that?"

I even got mud in my hair. Max Glucos says when he combs his its like
rakin out a garden. From what I seen of him though I dont see how he
found out.

[Illustration: "I EVEN GOT MUD IN MY HAIR"]

[Illustration: "THE WATER COMES THROUGH ON ME"]
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