The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1919-04-04
LETTER FROM GRENADA SOL
DER.
Writes Dr.. and Mrs. Ferguson From
France.

Mr.. and Mrs. w. p. Ferguson,
Grenada, Miss.
Dear Friends
Feeling that you have no one to
write you from over there and tell
you of the beautiful n that is
to be seen in this country, l will try
to give you an idea of what ! have
seen since my arrival over here.
We landed at Brtst France late in
the afternoon of Sept. eth, 1918.
We unloaded at 8 \. NJ. the follow
ing morning on "a soil that was
strange t o us. There were a good
many French people at the wharf to
welcome us, but it was a welcome that
we could not understand, for there
wasn't one of us that could speak a
word of French.
We marched from the wharf to
what was known as a rest camp, IN
our way out to this camp we passed
a number of poor French people that
would hold out their hands for any
pieces of money that W. might give
them. Little children would run
along beside US and catch hold of our
hands and sing Hail Hail the gangs
all here"
We stayed in this camp for ten
days from there we were ordered to a
small town by the name of MesSac.
We travelled to this town in small box
cars forty men to the car, this was
rather crowded, yet we were glad to
20 where we wasn't.
We stayed in this town for ten days
here is where we had our first chance
to with a French Madam
moiselle. To see me carry on q on
yersation with a French girl would re-
mind you very much of looking at the
wings on a wind mill, my arms are
employed most of the time. Don't
misunderstood me and think ! was
meaning that / was using my arms to
caresS them.
We went from this town TO Camp
Coetquidan where we trained for six
weeks to complete our course rs now
to fight the Bosch. We never &C, 20
fight as the armistice ~ signed.
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cry that ] have seen since my arrival
and instead | am telling the places
have peer and not what | saw. To
be frank up until this time we had not
seer anything to speak of.
From Camp Cotcquidan we was OF
dered to Camp Valdahon France. On
this trip we travelled across France,
travelling through some of the most
beautiful mountains that | have ever
seer in all my life, they were COM
posed of solid stone (of different
colors) towering high up in the
clouds. On one side of the Rail
Road would be these beautiful noun
tains while on the other would be a
valley with swift mountain stream
rushing past. On the banks of these
stream would be the beautiful French
towns, these towns would turn their
factory wheels with the water that
flows down from the mountains.
Farther on we came into Il coun-
try where the vineyards were thick.
these vinewards were mostly on the
mountain sides. Theae vineyards
looked more like d picture than a
reality. AS far up the mountain as
one could see would be m vineyard
every mar had tried to his rows
after another, and it looked as though
parallel to the rows of his neighbor.
| spoke of the mountain streams.
j had occasion to visit the source of
one of these streams it came from a
large cave in the center of one of
those solid stone mountains falling
over a fall that offered as much nat
ural scenery as our great Niagara.
Following this stream for a distance
through a gorge some hundred feet
deep you will see scenery that is more
beautiful than the artist could paint.
This morning l awoke to see a
beautiful sight, during the night a
try around in a white mantle. The
mountains aro all coyered with snow
as far as can be seen.
We have had three SHOWS here since
we have been in this camp, the second
stayed on the ground about lour
weeks. AS much cold weather as we
have had I don't mind it as bad as l
did the cold weather mississippi.