TRANSCRIBED FROM THE POCAHONTAS STAR HERALD AUGUST 30, 1918 P. 4
Contres, France, July 10.
To the Dear ones at Home:
I will drop a few lines to let you know that I am well, and hope the same at home. I am getting fat as ever, and this is a healthy country, at least it is for me. I don’t know how it is for others. It has been nice weather ever since I have been over here. At nights it is a little cool and it is nice to sleep. This is Wednesday afternoon and we get a half a day off sometimes and also Saturday afternoons and all day Sunday. I went to church last Sunday. They sure have beautiful churches, they seemed to have been built a long time ago, they look old. The houses are built of rocks, and concrete, and the roofs are with slate or plates made of same stuff that the bricks are made of at home. It seems quite funny to me this country don’t look so good to me as the U. S. does. The land is rich but they have so many darned little patches planted. They have two wheeled wagons and one horse and it is the same way wherever a fellow goes. Its no wonder the old man Scheachtel had that two wheeled cart and one horse all the time. Tell him he is just like a Frenchman, tell him I said it. And another thing they raise lots of grapes. Well I don’t know how long I will stay here it is a nice place to stay only two blocks from town, just as well can say living in town. The streets are mighty narrow, they are still more narrow than that street than that street that runs from Mr. Edlin’s Shoe Shop to the Randolph County Bank at Pocahontas. In some places they are narrow and in other places they are wider. The roads are nice and solid all over the country. I will close for this time, will write more the next time. Hoping this letter will find you all well. Write soon.
Your son and brother,
Henry J. Frankenberger,
Co. K. 162 Inf. American E. F. A. P. O. France.
NOTES: Henry John Frankenberger was born in Pocahontas, Arkansas on January 2, 1896 and died on March 12, 1921. He is buried in the Saint Paul Cemetery in Pocahontas. His military headstone identifies him as an Arkansas Pvt. serving in the 162nd Infantry, 4th Div. He departed from New York, New onboard the Carmania on June 12, 1918. At the time he was a Pvt. serving in the 153rd Infantry. He had been a part of Co. 6, Camp Beauregard June Auto Replacement Draft Infantry.
TRANSCRIBED BY LINDA MATTHEWS
Contres, France, July 10.
To the Dear ones at Home:
I will drop a few lines to let you know that I am well, and hope the same at home. I am getting fat as ever, and this is a healthy country, at least it is for me. I don’t know how it is for others. It has been nice weather ever since I have been over here. At nights it is a little cool and it is nice to sleep. This is Wednesday afternoon and we get a half a day off sometimes and also Saturday afternoons and all day Sunday. I went to church last Sunday. They sure have beautiful churches, they seemed to have been built a long time ago, they look old. The houses are built of rocks, and concrete, and the roofs are with slate or plates made of same stuff that the bricks are made of at home. It seems quite funny to me this country don’t look so good to me as the U. S. does. The land is rich but they have so many darned little patches planted. They have two wheeled wagons and one horse and it is the same way wherever a fellow goes. Its no wonder the old man Scheachtel had that two wheeled cart and one horse all the time. Tell him he is just like a Frenchman, tell him I said it. And another thing they raise lots of grapes. Well I don’t know how long I will stay here it is a nice place to stay only two blocks from town, just as well can say living in town. The streets are mighty narrow, they are still more narrow than that street than that street that runs from Mr. Edlin’s Shoe Shop to the Randolph County Bank at Pocahontas. In some places they are narrow and in other places they are wider. The roads are nice and solid all over the country. I will close for this time, will write more the next time. Hoping this letter will find you all well. Write soon.
Your son and brother,
Henry J. Frankenberger,
Co. K. 162 Inf. American E. F. A. P. O. France.
NOTES: Henry John Frankenberger was born in Pocahontas, Arkansas on January 2, 1896 and died on March 12, 1921. He is buried in the Saint Paul Cemetery in Pocahontas. His military headstone identifies him as an Arkansas Pvt. serving in the 162nd Infantry, 4th Div. He departed from New York, New onboard the Carmania on June 12, 1918. At the time he was a Pvt. serving in the 153rd Infantry. He had been a part of Co. 6, Camp Beauregard June Auto Replacement Draft Infantry.
TRANSCRIBED BY LINDA MATTHEWS