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Military Letters, WWI As
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Updated Saturday, March 06, 2010
From Bryan Pauley
On active service with
the
American Expeditionary
Force
August , 1918
Dear Mother,
I will write a line today. I received two of your letters the other day. I sure was glad to hear from you, too.
I am writing this in a Salvation Army hut. Gee, but I think these American women are brave to be up here, and it certainly is good to hear a woman talk U.S. again.
We are all well and have minds made up to get every Hun in Germany. Oh, it is a great life over here and I don’t want you to worry a bit about me as we are beating the Huns at their own game.
I’m going to send you a letter to send to Mabel.
I’ve seen some things lately that are sure great and I have seen things that would make every American join the army at once.
The French and English are taking new courage now and giving the Hun all he wants and we are handing it to him right and left.
I hope you will get the letters I write or half of them anyway.
Well, I must close for now.
With
love, Your soldier boy,
Bryan Pauley
Hdq. Co. 342 M.G. Bn.
A.E.F
From Bryan
Pauley
Somewhere in France
July 17, 1918
Dear Mother,
Another beautiful day gone by and nothing to do now until morning. It sure did rain yesterday. I was about one fourth mile from my bed and had my week’s washing in my arms “just washed”, and when I got home I was soaked. I just hung my washing up and let it get washed again.
The ground here looks like Oklahoma and it sticks just as bad, but today it is dry again.
The grain is about ripe so I suppose the women will be out harvesting pretty soon. The people work mostly early in the morning then late after the sun goes down, but they do it like kids so they don’t get much done.
I haven’t received any mail from you or Annie yet. I started a letter to Muriel yesterday but don’t know when I’ll finish it.
You will have to excuse the dirt on this page as we are about out and I swiped this from Bill, and this ink I got the same way.
It is 9 o’clock now and the people are coming in with their hoes on their backs and it is still as light as day.
I’m going to write to Aunt Emma tomorrow. I wrote to Olive several times and she will show my letters to Aunt Emma.
Well, I don’t know any news so I will close for today.
Your
Son, Bryan Pauley,
No. 2192785, Hdq. Co.
342 M. G. Bn.
A.E.F., A.P.O. 761