TRANSCRIBED FROM THE SPRINGDALE NEWS AUGUST 23, 1918 P. 3
Dear Folks at Home:
We arrived here today at 2 p. m. We were all feeling fine and enjoyed out trip from Beauregard. We are about 100 yards from the coast and a nice cool breeze comes in from the bay which we sure enjoy after the hot days in camp in Louisiana.
This is my first sight of the ocean and it is a grand sight to us hill boys from Arkansas. The suppositions are that we sail for over there tomorrow, and this bunch sure are anxious to get over there and mix it with those Huns. The boys are all anxious for a sight of France.
Poor Henderson Scott of our company got his feet hurt and guess we will have to leave him here in the hospital for a few days. Nothing serious, though.
Now, I do not want you folks to worry about me for I am coming back all O. K. after this work is finished, and, oh, such experience as we will have, and the duty we have to perform is worth the sacrifice.
We see lots of big transports here now and Uncle Sam provides us the best of protection while going over. We saw some fine country and cities while coming up here and those Red Cross ladies served us with ice tea, cake and candy at all the principal points enroute from Beauregard.
We boys are hoping to help Kaiser Bill eat his Thanksgiving dinner in Berlin. The streets in Berlin are the ones this bunch wants to walk. Us cooks will prepare the Kaiser’s dinner with a big fat American goose with plenty of pepper from Machine Gun Co., 153 Inf.
Harry L. Jackson.
NOTES: Jackson was born in Elm Springs. Arkansas on October 29, 1894 and died on March 3, 1974. He is buried in the Wetumka Cemetery in Wetumka, Okla. His military headstone identifies him as an Arkansas Sgt. serving in the US Army during WWI.
TRANSCRIBED BY LINDA MATTHEWS
Dear Folks at Home:
We arrived here today at 2 p. m. We were all feeling fine and enjoyed out trip from Beauregard. We are about 100 yards from the coast and a nice cool breeze comes in from the bay which we sure enjoy after the hot days in camp in Louisiana.
This is my first sight of the ocean and it is a grand sight to us hill boys from Arkansas. The suppositions are that we sail for over there tomorrow, and this bunch sure are anxious to get over there and mix it with those Huns. The boys are all anxious for a sight of France.
Poor Henderson Scott of our company got his feet hurt and guess we will have to leave him here in the hospital for a few days. Nothing serious, though.
Now, I do not want you folks to worry about me for I am coming back all O. K. after this work is finished, and, oh, such experience as we will have, and the duty we have to perform is worth the sacrifice.
We see lots of big transports here now and Uncle Sam provides us the best of protection while going over. We saw some fine country and cities while coming up here and those Red Cross ladies served us with ice tea, cake and candy at all the principal points enroute from Beauregard.
We boys are hoping to help Kaiser Bill eat his Thanksgiving dinner in Berlin. The streets in Berlin are the ones this bunch wants to walk. Us cooks will prepare the Kaiser’s dinner with a big fat American goose with plenty of pepper from Machine Gun Co., 153 Inf.
Harry L. Jackson.
NOTES: Jackson was born in Elm Springs. Arkansas on October 29, 1894 and died on March 3, 1974. He is buried in the Wetumka Cemetery in Wetumka, Okla. His military headstone identifies him as an Arkansas Sgt. serving in the US Army during WWI.
TRANSCRIBED BY LINDA MATTHEWS