The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-12-29
AMBULANCE CORPS MEMBER PRAISES
 FRENCH BRAVERY
Letters from American at Front Tell of Trenches
 From Inside.
At the Front in France,

I November 26. F Dear Eliot: Since I haven't had an opportunity of meeting you for some time I will write you our news! l We have received word of the 20 new men on the way out to join the American Red Cross and as we have the ambulances all ready for them the new section under the command of our .Chief. your brother, will be prepared to take over their work with another French Army Division as soon as the men arrive "au front" I believe 'the Chief''d is arranging to have the three Asections, Harjes Section, Norton's Section, and the new Ssection, do all the service for a single Army corps. This will be great advantage as it will keep us close together and enable us to back each other up in tight places. You see these sections, Harjes'S and Nor tons, have been in continual service almost since the war started and the authorities now have absolute confid-. ence that we can handle our job and are here to stick; but we need more men and can promise every man who comes out that he will be close enough to the fighting all the time to
 
 America.
 [ To-day we have been having rather a lively time at all of our hospital posts Of course you know almost every hospital at the front is within range of enemy artillery, but you would expect a hospital marked plainly all over with Red Crosses would be left alone-but, in this war, if seems that a Red Cross is FritZies' pet target.
 He has been smelling the hospital buildings all afternoon, and we have been helping to move out the wound ed to safe places. Poor fellows, it seems as if they ought to get little rest from being shot at. This isn't a new trick of little Heines at all and 1t is one of his mildest pleasantries.
 Some of our new men got their first sensation of working under fire. The Almighty is not altogether on the Bosche's side for he is certainly taking care of ambulance drivers here.
 The weather is and has been vile cold, of mean piercing quality-I rain and mud all over everything. Even the hard metalled roads are inches deep in molasses-like mud, but we are so we'll off in comparison to the wonderful French soldiers that we shouldn't mention any little dis comforts. I wish I could describe their cheerfulness under it all in the trenches.
 To give you a picture of it. Imagine yourself out of doors in a cold Bos- ton winters night-in a mean rain and no waterproof; then get gun and stand in ice water and mud up to your middle with the ever present prospect of a shell landing on you and then and then only will you be- gin to get the idea Pile few nights and days of the same kind on top of | one another and the picture will 1 grow clearer, but it doesn't seem to dampen the French ardor, for every | Poilu in the Army knows they have the Hum beaten and it is only ques- ton of time before his squeals will grow louder. For even now the i Bosche prisoners coming through every day are all telling the same tale-"We have had enough
 We are taking OR whaS we are commencing to carry out with en- thusiasm and pleasure. viz: distrib- uting the gifts from America to the French soldiers as they go into the front trenches
 Before I left home I used to won der sometimes if the men and wo- men at the Lafayette Dances ever thought much about the fellows who were going to receive the Lafayette Kits'' and under what surroundings the Poilus would finally get them in- to their hands.
 One day last winter I strayed into one of the central offices of the La fayette society in New York and