The daily star-mirror. (Moscow, Idaho) 1911-1939, 1918-04-22
j. G. ELDR|DGE
WRITES AGAIN
FROM FRANCE
FORMER DEAN OF UNIVERSITY OF
IDAHO, TELLS MUCH ABOUT
THE WAR
TELLS OF Y.M.C.A. WORK
is KEPT ON THE JUMP ALL THE
TIME BUT SEES MANY IN
TERESTING SIGHTS

Mrs. Eldridge is in receipt Of the
following letter from her husband
Dean J. G. Eldridge who left the uni
versity to engage in Y. NJ c. A. work
GUM The letter will be read with
interest by the many friends of the
dean in Moscow and vicinity 1t fol-
lows:
With the American Expeditionary
Force.
March g.
Explored our big camp for the first
time today. Charming spring day
with bushes and flowers coming into
bloom but the nights and mornings
are mighty chilly. Regular San Fran
cisco weather.
March 70.
Here goes for job that I can't do,
trying to run a typewriter and
French one at that
1 had a treat tonight in hearing
Dan Polling, Acting President of the
Worlds Christian Endeavor Union.
About 10 o'clock this morning Moe,
Cole, I, and later two soldier boys
took walk over to cave. AS it is
artificial and has no commercial val
ue, I suppose it is reasonable enough
to suppose that it really was used as
a place of refuge in the old days, and
that it is connected with the chateau
on the hill above. All medieval Eng
land, France, and Germany had such,
so that it is no breach of censorship
to mention this. We carried some of
the quaint French lanterns for can
dies, so as not to fall down holes and
to see the inside of the long and in
tricate tunnels. There were rooms and
fireplaces and wa1led-up places and
much masonry, so that no vivid I'M
agination was needed to conjure pic
lures into being of the old days when
it was actually used by kings and
mobiles and other useless folk. 1t
should also afford cool retreat next
July.
The second event of the day was ma
king the acquaintance-it has not yet
ripened into friendship-of Cadet. He
is 12 years old, and when I first saw
him. was eating out of a garbage can
over by Co. HIS kitchen Isn't that
pitiful? Accompanying him was an
old woman who comes around every
morning to gather up the stuff thrown
out. I was particularly struck by his
voice even before I saw him and on
rounding the corner Immediately went
I'D to him and the woman. He at once
changed his tune and began talking
to me most earnestly and I am sure
feelingly, though of course ne Is
French. incidentally I may say that
nv French is improving daily)
fairly had to laugh as&he showed MS
teeth and tried to make known to me-
the friendly stranger, his present SUI
ferings and his anticipated troubles
I could only look my sympathy ana
murmur a few words. All the time
through my mind ran the words OF the
tune Somewhere a voice is calllng-
Then ran and got my camera ana
took his picture-but alas not MS.
melodious voice! A little later the
old woman got mad at him ana STEP
ming around in front of Cadet (be sure
Won pronounce it in French fash1on) !
she hit him right in the face, IN TACT
souare on the nose. AS he was hers'
Of course I could not interfere. lie IS
4av5dentlv a philosopher for soon
saw him contentedly chewing 1ian-
mel shirt. Madame says these asses
are much tougher than horses-they
look it.
March 18.
Tn town Yesterday / had my flrst
"rear' bath since leaving Paris. AS
usual. I had to wait in line, for num-
orous tackles were ahead of me. The
French say the Americans must pc an
awfully dirty lot, they require SO mucn
washing!
Strange as it may seem, the nearest
approach to loneliness was When I
was on my one-day vacation away
from work, and it felt good TO get
hack to my 2x4 cubicle and little IRON
cot hard and squawky as it is we
can always tell when anyone else IS
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