The Athena press. [volume] (Athena, Umatilla County, Or.) 18??-1942, 1918-06-21
LETTERS FROM OUR
LADS over THERE"

Percy wilson writes under date OF
May IL:
"My dear Mother: This is Mothers
Day, and we are all requested to write
letter to our mothers, by General
Pershing. 1t is raining here to beat
the band today. 1t rains about six
days out of every week.
II heard from Sergeant Camfeld
last week and he received a letter
from his wife saying that was report
ed killed again. It sure surprised me,
to find out that was dead. l must
be like cat, and have nine lives.
Well, have seven left yet so do not
worry any about me, for am about as
safe here as any place. If there are
any more of those reports going the
rounds, do not believe them. This is
pay day for some of the boys, and
am hoping that we get ours this after
noon for l want to have some pictures
taken and will send YOU one. Tell Mr..
Boyd that received the tobacco they
sent me and as I can not write to all
of them, he can thank them through
the Press for me, for sure appreciate
it and it tastes better than other to-
bacco, for it had that real old Athena
flavor"
"May 27. Just few lines to let
you know that l am fine and dandy.
am in the hospital. but nothing SER
ious. My feet are on the bum and l
am having them fixed up. Moscoe
Froome came to the hospital here to-
day. he has dysentery. This is nice
place. this hospital Just think-nice.
clean sheets to sleep between, and
pajamas to wear--it seems like heav-
en-; for it is the first time have been
in real honest bed, for ages. And
there are some dandy Red Cross nurses
here and it sure is nice to get to talk
with them once in awhile. But | am
anxious to get back to my company,
for l will be here week tomorrow.
81 am sending you the picture, also
program of the banquet we had the
other night in honor of our arrival in
France. We sure had a swell time. e
II received an announcement from
Bert and Edna saying that l had a
namesake. You can bet that / feel
pretty big now. Give my love and re-
CARDS to all. Corp. Percy E. Wilson,
Go. E, ll6 Engineers.
Mothers Day, 1918. Somewhere
in France. Dear Mother: l am alive
and we'll. We are all writing to our
mothers today and they say they are
going to rush these letters over, so
guess you will get this before it has
time to get stale.
"We are now in different place,
about seventy kilometers from where
we were before. We have no barracks
here but are billeted out among the
people in town. Three other boys and
l were quite lucky in drawing a room
upstairs with two windows. | suppose
you know that in days gone by when
they built these houses they were not
very strong on windows. So you can
see we have an up-to-date bungalow.
And that is only half of tive are
only across the street from the kitch-
en-. so we are some of the first there
when "soupy" blows. When we were
coming here we passed through little
village where "Windy" sergeant
Winship> was billeted, and he said to
tell you and the bunch, Hello.
"We had some practice with our
big guns before we left the other place
and We made the best sco~e in the reg
iment; so the boche better sit up and
take notice before it is too late. We
are all keen to get up to the front.
We will be some glad bunch when we
get the order to 60 to the front. But
there is no telling how long they are
going to keep us here.
81 am hanging on to my money as
we get seven day leave some time
this year and | figure on taking on
some big feeds. We got paid today
and the boys in our room are going out
for big feed. They are raring to go
and eat so | guess l will close. Your
loving son, Corp. Ed. F. Sebasky
1913 f. A. Bat. d.