France, Aug. 29, 1918
Dear Sister Shirley:
Two of your letters have reached me O.K. I’ll bet you people at home had a swell time at the lakes this summer.
Palmer Adwell’s parents must feel very badly over his heath but they can feel proud as a peacock of him as he died an honorable death and for a great cause. His death occurred in the largest, fiercest battle the world has ever known.
I am at the front now and have been for some time. Had a few close call but came out lucky. One morning, just as we were relieving another outfit, as we say at the front the Jerry (Hun) put over a terrible storm of shells and gas, which lasted for about three quarters of an hours, I believe. But we all came out alive and wiser soldiers. You can’t imagine what a barrage is until you have been in one, but don’t worry, the ones we hand back at him are double doses and the “Yanks” go over the top like wild men to find the “Hun” with his hands up, waiting to be taken prisoner.
Thank you for Jess was kidding me about bringing home a French wife. But don’t you ever believe it, for the girls in the U.S.A. are good enough for the boys over here and t hey all saw so too. The French women are, I guess as a rule beautiful but you know Shirley, we soldiers do not see the better class of French people as they are generally in the large cities while all the French People we come in contact with are the peasant class who know nothing but hard work to keep body and soul together.
Write often, “Scout” Sgt. W.R. George, Co. F 326 Inf. A.E.F.