Newport daily independent., 1918-09-10

and we all went to sleep, but Scottie was still singing. When we awoke it was six o'clock Friday morning. We stopped at an inter-locking sta tion they call Black River. We stay ed two hours there. It certainly is a fine country through Washington, es- pecially at the place called Black River. We left there at Saturday morning. Scottie was still singing. We reached Seattle at 9 o'clock and marched through the city over to the docks on Puget Sound and missed our boat about 45 minutes. We had all day in Seattle, which has a popu- lation of 325,0O0 and more traffic than any city I have been in. We had dinner at the Palace Cafe, just oppo- site the Smith building, which only has 45 stories. I haven't time to men ton all I saw, but at 4 o'clock we went back to the docks and boarded the U. s. s. Sioux, and Scottie was still singing. We have about forty in the bunch and are going to Port Angeles as mill guards.
 The trip to the port was great one on the water. We enjoyed the trip through Postage Canal. The scenery was great, and everybody had fine time. We left the boat and took train. The railroad is trestled and, it being dark, we could not see much on the way. We are here at Port Angeles, in real house, with steam heat, but will move into tents tomorrow.
 We left Scottie with the 120th Spruce squadron, still singing.
 Yours truly,
 Basil Wingo, 119 Spruce Squadron, Port Angeles,
 Washington.
 Carlisle Heard is in receipt of the following letter from his friend, For rest O. Lawrence, formerly of New port, who has been in France for sev- eral months. The letter was written while Forrest was recuperating in a hospital.
 Dear Carlisle:
 Can't write you much of what is going on here, but anyway 1 am go- ing to write you. l have been over great deal of France and England and it is great. England is land of flowers, and if your wife was here she would not have to have boxes and pots for her flowers. They just grow out of doors and run all over the walls of the houses, and listen, Car lisle, this would be a great country for the automobile business. The roads are fine. There are more pret- ty girls in this country than l ever saw in all my life, but no boys at all. France is a pretty country too. They raise let's of wheat, oats and grapes, but you know the old saying, If you can't talk, shake a bush," well, I'm getting tired of shaking bushes all the time, for we can't speak French to these people, and I don't think it will pay to learn French because they can't speak French in Berlin any more than they do English, and you know Berlin is where we change cars for the United States of America. Now as to the battlefield, that is hell. After all we have the amusing side of it, even in the trenches. 1 have been to the front for several days, and lover the top" three times, and even in the rage of the battle you have to laugh at some funny things that are said and done. am laid up in a hospital for awhile, being knock ed out by bursting shell, but l am going back to the trenches before long. Will close,
 Your friend,
 Forrest o. Lawrence, Infantry, H. D. T. Company, 1o3 A.,
 American Exp. F.
 Mrs. Jean Diaz has received the following letter from her son Jaime Diaz, who has recently arrived in France: