TRANSCRIBED FROM THE BRINKLEY ARGUS NOVEMBER 22, 1918 P. 7
Somewhere in France.
Dear Parents:
This is Sunday and a bunch of our boys have gone to church but I'm writing to you.
We are now living in our tents in a small field.
I see lots of things so strange to me over here. The prevailing vehicles are two wheeled carts, and it is a common thing to see women working out in the fields. The threshing is all done by horse-power machines--considerable difference in these and our great threshing machines around the Hunter rice fields.
We were (deleted) while making the trip over.
Don't worry about me--I'm doing fine.
My address is
Pvt. James A. Smith,
2872, 400, 21st Co. J.A.R.D. A.E.F., via New York.
NOTES: This letter was written by James A. Smith.
TRANSCRIBED BY LAEL HARROD
Somewhere in France.
Dear Parents:
This is Sunday and a bunch of our boys have gone to church but I'm writing to you.
We are now living in our tents in a small field.
I see lots of things so strange to me over here. The prevailing vehicles are two wheeled carts, and it is a common thing to see women working out in the fields. The threshing is all done by horse-power machines--considerable difference in these and our great threshing machines around the Hunter rice fields.
We were (deleted) while making the trip over.
Don't worry about me--I'm doing fine.
My address is
Pvt. James A. Smith,
2872, 400, 21st Co. J.A.R.D. A.E.F., via New York.
NOTES: This letter was written by James A. Smith.
TRANSCRIBED BY LAEL HARROD