The Birmingham age-herald., 1919-02-25

will also get unlucky in Deutschland. as revolution is rife there and bolshevists
 have absolutely no regard for the armi-
 stice or treaties or anything else. Bol-
 shevists are against the world
 Well, l read everything that you wrote
 several times and then placed them care
 fully away to read over again in the
 evening, when some guy starts playing
 There's a Long, Long Trail or Keep the
 Home Fires Burning on the piano. Do
 you know that these two war ballads
 are about to get my nanny? Everytime
 that my morale is hitting on all six ana
 I am comfortably playing a rubber or
 whist near a roaring fire, while the ram
 falls just as dismauy as 1t ever falls Tn
 France, along comes some pseudo Pad
 erewski who starts out great. First he
 will churn out a little rag. full of jazz
 and everything and the boys will sing
 That isn't really so bad as our ears
 are not attuned to symphonies out nere'
 and a tonal discord more or less makes little difference. But after 20 or 90 min utes of the well known jazz the piano
 guy can't be controlled or else the singers
 are depressed or something, and then starts the sentimental stuff:
 '-till the day I'll be returning, Down that long, long trail with you And somehow or other the whist game always lapses about that time Everyone jokes and laughs loudly as the song ends and some will go so far as to yell at little bright eyes at the piano. Say, start up Hearts and Flowers and after that play the Rosary Eel lows we will then all cry in cadence. That breaks up the seance usually and the boys start out in the rain ana mud for their billets In bivouac. Miss Dolly. there are no billets, no nice French beds in nice refrigerator rooms for you but in small French towns where head quarters are located officers and men are billeted and life is merry and gay. Chaumont is located in the heart of American activities. It is the main spring of the American exped1tionary forces and all around are various stair schools and army schools and training grounds for divisions. The First and Second armies are camping not very far from here.
 On Saturday nights the officers be- gin to drift in to Chaumont to sleep Tn a bed. All of the cots of the "Y'' hut are quickly taken, so the overflow con- tents itself with sleeping in chairs or on the floor. This is luxury,-and good old floor has it on French mud puddle for comfort.
 But it is after you've been through the mud and the floor sleeping quar- ters that you rise to true apprecla- tion of what bed is like-especially a French bed. The French are great in many ways, but they never have sur passed their home sleeping arrange ments in any of their mundane achievements. One fellow, in descrlb- ing a French bed, said that it was q huge mountain of pillows and soft, yeiIding mattresses in which you sank as if in & huge tank of marshmeliows. But, as stated before, the room is usually cold and damp. Still that IS not unusual in France; it's cold and damp everywhere here. Yet as you enter the room from the rain and sleet outside. thoroughly soaked and dis gruntled and homesick. your morale falls lower still as you shiveringly disrobe, for the room is a perfect ice box.
 Ready for bed you turn to contem- : plate your resting place for the night. It rises before you in the dim light. It usually sports bright red what is it?" which might better be described as a monster cushion. That is placed on top of the numberless soft cover lets which inclines you to the belief that your shivering is about over. You are right, provided there are few hot bricks or hot water bottles within the confines of the bed. If there isn't