TRANSCRIBED FROM THE COURIER INDEX DECEMBER 6, 1918 P. 2
France, Oct. 30.
Dearest Mother:
I will try and answer your sweet letter I received a few days ago. I sure was glad to hear you all were well. This leaves me well and feeling fine. I have been building a house for my lieutenant, and, believe me, it has been a job, too, for we had to scrap up the lumber. We are staying where the Huns used to stay, but they are not here now.
We can hear the big guns and see the air raids. This is some country. It is all shot up. All the little towns are now torn down.
It looks funny, but the French people are proud of us American soldiers because we have driven the Huns so far back.
No, mother, I have not been wounded yet. You were talking of seeing an airplane do some stunts, but, oh, gee, you ought to be here and see some of these.
How much do you lack having the crops gathered? Not any, I guess. What is cotton worth a pound now? I heard it was 39 and 40 cents. If it is it ought to be pretty good this year. Mother, I had a letter from Aunt Alice the other day and she says cotton is not very good in Texas. I don’t think I will ever make any more cotton. I think I will work for Uncle Sam the rest of my days, for I like to work for him.
Well, I can’t think of much to write this time. Tell all the folks hello for me. I will ring off for this time, so write real soon and a long letter.
Your son,
C.E. PRECISE
NOTES: This letter was written by Chalmers Precise to his mother Mrs. J. H. Warr. He was born on November 13, 1898 and died on August 2, 1982. He is buried in the Memorial Gardens Cemetery in Hot Springs, Arkansas. His military headstone identifies him as a Pvt. in the US Army during WW1.
TRANSCRIBED BY JEFF PATRICK
France, Oct. 30.
Dearest Mother:
I will try and answer your sweet letter I received a few days ago. I sure was glad to hear you all were well. This leaves me well and feeling fine. I have been building a house for my lieutenant, and, believe me, it has been a job, too, for we had to scrap up the lumber. We are staying where the Huns used to stay, but they are not here now.
We can hear the big guns and see the air raids. This is some country. It is all shot up. All the little towns are now torn down.
It looks funny, but the French people are proud of us American soldiers because we have driven the Huns so far back.
No, mother, I have not been wounded yet. You were talking of seeing an airplane do some stunts, but, oh, gee, you ought to be here and see some of these.
How much do you lack having the crops gathered? Not any, I guess. What is cotton worth a pound now? I heard it was 39 and 40 cents. If it is it ought to be pretty good this year. Mother, I had a letter from Aunt Alice the other day and she says cotton is not very good in Texas. I don’t think I will ever make any more cotton. I think I will work for Uncle Sam the rest of my days, for I like to work for him.
Well, I can’t think of much to write this time. Tell all the folks hello for me. I will ring off for this time, so write real soon and a long letter.
Your son,
C.E. PRECISE
NOTES: This letter was written by Chalmers Precise to his mother Mrs. J. H. Warr. He was born on November 13, 1898 and died on August 2, 1982. He is buried in the Memorial Gardens Cemetery in Hot Springs, Arkansas. His military headstone identifies him as a Pvt. in the US Army during WW1.
TRANSCRIBED BY JEFF PATRICK