The Belding banner-news. (Belding, Mich.) 1918-1973, 1918-11-20

beginning and are very painful are
soon comfortable and make rapid re-
covery, but / won't talk shop this
time.
Ny shoes haven't come and I've Civ
en- up expecting them. Will get a
couple of orders signed and have you
send my two white pique skirts that
had made last summer. / can use
them with waists given by the Red
Cross as additional uniforms and then
I'll have you get me some shoes. Try
once more for must have them.
/ hope you are kepeing well and
taking care of yourself. Hope to
have another letter from you soon.
Don't worry about me. / never felt
better and wouldn't be tired if my feet
would behave. Eat more than / ever
did and sleep like log when / get a
chance so if my letters are not on time
it will be because just ADVENT time
to write. Much love always, dear.
Susan Mary.
Mr.. and Mrs. Irwin Clark are in re
ceipt of the following letters from
their daughter, Miss Jean Clark. a
former superintendent of our local
hospital, who resigned that position
when she felt that her duty lay among
the wounded soldiers over in the hos
pitfalls in France. Evidently Miss
Clark. like Mrs. Widdicomb, sees much
of suffering and plenty Of work:
Sept. Is, 1918.
Dear Folksat Home: ~.
This is most beautiful morning, re-
minds me Of May morning at home;
there was a thunder shower last night
and it's so green and pretty. Seemed
so strange to see them putting out
plants here on Labor day there was a
beautiful garden planted around our
rest tent of asters, dalhias. coxcombs
and begonia and all in bloom and
they are all as fresh and pretty now
and all lived think of transplanting
dalhias in bloom over there in Sep
TENDER.
The Germans trea,ed US to a fine
air raid Sunday morning about two
o'clock, about the worst they have
done since I've been over. They al
ways come after the allies have a
big victory. 1t certainly is noisy
scarey time while it lasts but ] gen.
orally 60 to sleep before the "all
clear" sounds. But the last time
we had two alarms, the last one didn't
amount to anything that night.
Wish you could just look into my
ward and see the different people !
have. The ward has 20 beds. !
have a Swede, Javos. a negro,
Mexican, Russian by birth, Ger
man, born in Germany, Scotchman
and an Italian. Surely is queer
mixture; made some snaps of some of
them which I'm going to send.
You know it's funny the way the
Banner-News combs. I get just one
every month In June | got enc for
May, in July one for June, in August
dated Aug. z. Has the paper chang
tener for / enjov it very much.
wrote to Mrs. Smith again. I
didn't write to her and Miss Deland
together. / wrote each one, don't
know why she didn't get it.
/ wrote here in New York and again
after got over.
Haven't been out anywhere lately,
just into town the other day, had a
dish of ice cream or a sort Of sherbet
is all we have over here; no milk can
be used and we have to pay 2 francs,
so centimes which is about Soc in our
money; just think of paying Soc for
one little dish of very poor ice.
We have a canteen in camp which
gives out ices and candy for the boys
but we don't get it for wouldn't have
the nerve to eat it.
But / do wish I could have some
pumpkin pie or any kind of pie in
fact it seems to be the only thing /
ever really wish for we don't get much
sweet but don't think we don't get
enough to eat for we really get plenty
and very good.
l feel like one of the boys in the
paper you sent, Lyle Seeley think, in
a letter to his mother. Said not to
think he was feeble minded because
he wrote such poor letters. it's hard
to write here.
Will stop this now and send lots of
love.
Jean.
Sept. %, 1918.
1t rains and rains over here and to-
day it is raining again, reminds one
of Gary the last summer / was doJlu
there. I've been wearing my light
weight underwear already and there
has never been q frost here either,
nevertheless I'm cold.
I am enclosing . gay little handker-
chief / bought in an exclusive little
shop in which I lost my way and
couldn't find the door; IL was . long
crooked shop and full Of corners. i
couldn't think Of the word for door or
the way out and thought I was in for
life; finally / did remember Laport
and voici and then I got out w.
Would yeu sere for : hand nads
Brittany end thy are veey pretty.
7 M III tk6w6sks I s4$snt been