Skinny has just arrove back in camp from the trenches and got the news
about the sining of the armistice. He was caked with mud from hed to
foot, which he said he didn't mind till our captin complimented him on
holdin all the ground they took yesterday. I guess Skinny thot he was
bein kidded. I made him pull off his clothes in jig time fer if he'd
ever get caught out in the rain like that he would have suffered a
landslide.

Well derie, I don't suppose an other letter will reach you before
"Yours truly" so I can't say if I will rite again or not; enny-ways on
our way back across the ol' Atlantic we wont have to look out fer any
of William the Twicers tin fish, and when I get back to the land of
the free and the home of the brave, I'm gonna be afraid to get on a
ferry boat fer fear she might head across the ocean. And now Julie,
fare-thee-well until I hold you in my arms again,

Yours until married men have alibyes there wives believe

BARNEY.

P.S. I've just learned our regiment is to leave for home at once, so
plug the push button on that guys bell in the hallway.