New Britain herald. [microfilm reel] (New Britain, Conn.) 1890-1976, 1918-08-06
FEING0LD WAS Shot,
BUT HE GOT HIS HUN
Ills Good Old "COlt" Barked as
lie Went Down, Wounded

Mrs. Bessie Feingold received a let
ter from her son who is now con-
fined at a Base Hospital in France.
Private Feingold enlisted in the
Marines and has been in France since
the advent of the war.
July Il, 1918.
Dear Mother:
"A line from one who never forge+s
you and you know who it is I wish
you to know, mother dear, that al
though l am still on my back in bed
and liable to be for a another month
[ am feeling fine and am happy under
the circumstances.
my appetite is still in excellent or
der and the ward and hospital | am
in now is quite a ways out of Paris.
The ward is large and comfortable
with plenty of fresh air and sun
shine; there are about forty beds in
it. The hospital I was in, in Paris,
was where they brought the severely
wounded cases to be operated upon
and believe me I was a lucky boy to
be sent there for DR.. Blake, a lieu
tenant-cOlonel, who operated on me,
sure took a banana peel off my right
foot and picked my left foot out of q
mole so that you know what that
means. The treatment I received is
what you can expect Of the Red Cross
where I am now I can feel the sea
breeze and it is great. We had
band concert last night on the drill
ground and it was sure some great
music. I couldn't even look out Of
the window to see the band But
never mind, mother dear, they say
every boy over here is a hero, we'll
lot oil h 4Joo,
what a soldier has to endure here,
why it is too much to tell in a letter,
but [ will say that every man on the
line is undergoing suffering that I
never thought any man could stand
and still have a smile on his face. It
is done twenty-four hours day every
day in the week.
IT am glad to say that I have done
my bit and the casualty list does not
spare my company a bit. We were
the first over and the first to be, oh,
we'll, you can picture it: q fierce bar
rage, machine guns popping, rifles
working and we going forward over
open land. 1t was hell.
"Well we did our share like Mar
ines no questions asked, forward is
forward and with a cigarette on our
lips q handshake with q buddy, 81
smile of grim feeling of what we were
going after and we showed the Hun
and the world in general that the
United States Marines are there.
a"Semper Fidelis is our motto. 1t
was him or [ and no quarter was
asked, so we gave none. I saw the
Hun that shot me. 1t was a dunn
dunn bullet he used and as,I went
down my Colt got him. This wound
of mine is in q bad place and might
weaken me for further service but
if the doctor says [ am fit for duty
we'll I am a Marine and that means
[ am ready for anything.
Excuse the writing, Ma, as [ am
a little nervous. I haven't had a let
ter for some time and don't know
how things are at home but hope all
is well. How are you, Mother dear.
I hope you are not worrying, ma, as
I can assure you there is nothing to
worry about. The doctor says my
wound is healing up fine. How is
dear old Pop and all the folks? I
hope all are we'll and happy.
Best love to you dear mother and
to Pop and the kids and also best re-
CARDS to all my friends at home.
am your ever loving son,
"Private JOSEPH FEING OLD,
Base Hospital, No. 8, A. E. F.,
France"