TRANSCRIBED FROM THE ARKANSAS DEMOCRAT DECEMBER 3, 1918 P. 4
Last night there was such a heavy cannonading at the artillery school that one could easily imagine he was at the front. There were probably 15 or 20 batteries firing for several hours steadily and some of them were less than 300 yards from my window, but I have gotten so used to the sound that I pay no more attention to it than to the rattle of the East Ninth street car. It’s no wonder I fell asleep during the midst of it.
Through my window I can hear cheers and cheers of the enlisted men of a nearby regiment celebrating victory in a hotly contested football game. The regiment has just finished its training some time ago and is awaiting orders where to go.
I played baseball yesterday and today my fingers and arms are so sore that I have difficulty in forming the letters when I write.
There are two kinds of money here, that which is good all over France and that which is good in a limited locality. Paper money is issued by the Bank of France and other banks just like in the United States, but chambers of commerce in different towns also issue paper money, usually in small denominations—two francs, one franc, one-half and one-fourth franc.
I am enclosing some of the metal money issued by and good only in La Rochelle. It is net- htaof about Rochelle. It is one-tenth of a franc, a franc being worth about 18 cents. When one talks about tin money over here one is telling the truth.
With Turkey now out of the war, Austria likewise, and Germany in a bad fix, it looks like there will be little fighting left. While I should like awfully well to haev a part in the fighting, like everyone else, I’d be most pleased if the war would end.
How long after that it would take to get us back I do not know, but certainly longer than it took to get us over.
NOTES: Captain Noland Blass was writing to Elmer E. Clark, publisher of the Arkansas Democrat. He was a graduate of the Officers Training Camp at Fort Roots in North Little Rock, Arkansas. At the time of the letter he was serving with the 87th Division in France. He was born September 5, 1889 in Little Rock, Arkansas and died on February 26, 1979. He was described as being ofmedium height and build with hazel eyes and light hair. He is buried in the Oakland & Fraternal Cemetery Park in Little Rock.
TRANSCRIBED BY CAROLYN YANCEY KENT
Last night there was such a heavy cannonading at the artillery school that one could easily imagine he was at the front. There were probably 15 or 20 batteries firing for several hours steadily and some of them were less than 300 yards from my window, but I have gotten so used to the sound that I pay no more attention to it than to the rattle of the East Ninth street car. It’s no wonder I fell asleep during the midst of it.
Through my window I can hear cheers and cheers of the enlisted men of a nearby regiment celebrating victory in a hotly contested football game. The regiment has just finished its training some time ago and is awaiting orders where to go.
I played baseball yesterday and today my fingers and arms are so sore that I have difficulty in forming the letters when I write.
There are two kinds of money here, that which is good all over France and that which is good in a limited locality. Paper money is issued by the Bank of France and other banks just like in the United States, but chambers of commerce in different towns also issue paper money, usually in small denominations—two francs, one franc, one-half and one-fourth franc.
I am enclosing some of the metal money issued by and good only in La Rochelle. It is net- htaof about Rochelle. It is one-tenth of a franc, a franc being worth about 18 cents. When one talks about tin money over here one is telling the truth.
With Turkey now out of the war, Austria likewise, and Germany in a bad fix, it looks like there will be little fighting left. While I should like awfully well to haev a part in the fighting, like everyone else, I’d be most pleased if the war would end.
How long after that it would take to get us back I do not know, but certainly longer than it took to get us over.
NOTES: Captain Noland Blass was writing to Elmer E. Clark, publisher of the Arkansas Democrat. He was a graduate of the Officers Training Camp at Fort Roots in North Little Rock, Arkansas. At the time of the letter he was serving with the 87th Division in France. He was born September 5, 1889 in Little Rock, Arkansas and died on February 26, 1979. He was described as being ofmedium height and build with hazel eyes and light hair. He is buried in the Oakland & Fraternal Cemetery Park in Little Rock.
TRANSCRIBED BY CAROLYN YANCEY KENT