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The French is just as beautiful, "L'Eternel est mon berger, je n'aurai point de disette" etc.

Evening is drawing in, there is resting over everything that calm & quiet which preceeds the evening, shortly from the village church will come the quiet chimes of the "Angelus". With the Sergeant Burnell I climbed a hill in rear of my billet. Enroute I stopped to stroke old Isaac the donkey. Sun was setting & nature seemed beautifully grand, the clouds over tipped with red, words cannot express the charm. Another month & these quiet scenes will be memories. Heavy artillery fire was heard from the North East tonight.

The wild violets are in bloom. I noticed a few of them under the hedges yesterday, Spring is here.

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