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SAINT-AMAND, LE 24th of October 1918 Ma cherie- This is too good to hold over - so I am spending some most valuable moments sending it home. I'm preparing with great glee to spend the night on a bar room floor! Not in the proverbial stupor - however. It was only after a lot of persuading that the Madame could be inclined to permit me to unroll my blankets and claim a corner of her second-rate buffet. She only relented when I patted her cheek and told how wonderful and "gentile" she was. (she seems to be about fifty and decidedly the worse for wear - but quite delightful - like Dynamite). Such a lot of mail! Letters and pictures from Mother - a letter from Emmett - and from Ramsey and Harvey. To say that I was pleased last night would be to under-rate the sensation. It made the prospects of the convoy on which I started this morning less doleful, and at 5:30 I left my bon lit carolling gayly. (Too gayly, for another acting first sergeant who was not going along, hurled an iron-clad field shoe me -
wards - without the warning specified at the Hague). This convoy is a three-day affair - in fact, a sort of holiday party - for right now is between schools. We go (or have gone) a long ways - go another long way - and return to camp. It occupies quite a few hours - but of course is not nearly so difficult or fatigueing as a convoy up front. For instance - we are really stopping at a town where there are still people, actually set up a stove and cooked a supper - of a sort. Also - I have the delights of a nice bar-room corner to look forward to - instead of a camion bed. And there are lights - and there is no probability of Fritz and his avions disturbing our peaceful slumber. In short - quite a convoy deluxe - in spite of the fact that my feet are wet. Only one fly in the ointment last night - and it was such a baby-fly that I ought not to mention it. There was a decided lack of letters from the Tregembas and from Winifred - (Mrs. Kenneth Gedney sounds so queer!) Still - maybe they will show up later, for the A.E.F. postal service is given to queer pranks. I have received letters from a couple of weeks after letters dated later. (The Madame has demanded that I finish this bientot and get to bed). Love - as always - Ned.
From the service of James E. (Ned) Henschel, Co. B Reserve Mallet--French Army, American Field Service, Quartermaster Corps, General Hdgts., and Motor Transport Co. 831.
|Date||October 24, 1918|
|Year Range from||1918|
|Year Range to||1918|
Henschel, James (Ned) Edward
World War I