TRANSCRIBED FROM THE LAFAYETTE COUNTY DEMOCRAT SEPTEMBER 6, 1918 P. 1
Somewhere in France
Dear Dad:
I am getting along fine, have good health since I have been over here, have good water to drink and plenty to eat.
France is a pretty country. There is no waste land, every spot is used for something, wood is very scarce and we are not allowed to use any that does not belong to us. The French people have been good to us and we can get anything they have got provided we have the money. Every thing is high over here and scarce too, they seem to have plenty of meat but no bread.
I have seen some of the finest cattle, they are much larger than ours and they have such good ranges. It is spring time here now, everything is pretty and green. I haven’t seen a stalk of corn since I left the states, all they raise here is wheat and oats.
This country is far behind ours, they have no wagons or automobiles, they have carts to do their hauling with, put me in mind of pictures I have seen of olden times.
I have a good camp to stay in and it is nice and cool, we have to sleep under three blankets every night. I can hear some of the big guns from the firing line. All the boys are anxious to get to the front, the Sammies are sure mopping up the Huns.
I think I will get to eat Xmas dinner with you all, so have lots of good things to eat.
Give my love to all and write often hopeing to see you soon. I send lots of love.
Your son,
Jessie A. Hutcheson
NOTES: Jesse Hutcheson was born on September 21, 1897 at Stamps, Arkansas and died on January 29, 1970. He is buried in the Shiloh-Buckner Cemetery, Buckner, Arkansas. He was described as being of medium height and build with blue eyes and brown hair.
TRANSCRIBED BY CAROLYN YANCEY KENT
Somewhere in France
Dear Dad:
I am getting along fine, have good health since I have been over here, have good water to drink and plenty to eat.
France is a pretty country. There is no waste land, every spot is used for something, wood is very scarce and we are not allowed to use any that does not belong to us. The French people have been good to us and we can get anything they have got provided we have the money. Every thing is high over here and scarce too, they seem to have plenty of meat but no bread.
I have seen some of the finest cattle, they are much larger than ours and they have such good ranges. It is spring time here now, everything is pretty and green. I haven’t seen a stalk of corn since I left the states, all they raise here is wheat and oats.
This country is far behind ours, they have no wagons or automobiles, they have carts to do their hauling with, put me in mind of pictures I have seen of olden times.
I have a good camp to stay in and it is nice and cool, we have to sleep under three blankets every night. I can hear some of the big guns from the firing line. All the boys are anxious to get to the front, the Sammies are sure mopping up the Huns.
I think I will get to eat Xmas dinner with you all, so have lots of good things to eat.
Give my love to all and write often hopeing to see you soon. I send lots of love.
Your son,
Jessie A. Hutcheson
NOTES: Jesse Hutcheson was born on September 21, 1897 at Stamps, Arkansas and died on January 29, 1970. He is buried in the Shiloh-Buckner Cemetery, Buckner, Arkansas. He was described as being of medium height and build with blue eyes and brown hair.
TRANSCRIBED BY CAROLYN YANCEY KENT