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France
9/11/17

Dear Mr Hadley

I should have written long ago. But you would not believe how difficult it is to get the opportunity for writing over here. The winter is severe on us, and we do not live in "houses". Why, I've forgotten what civilisation is: The snow has been on the ground since New Year now. Before that, the mud was literally feet deep. These rolling hill, which, no doubt, are green pastures and pretty woods in summer months, are now snowy white carpets, with pits thickly dotting them, in which is water with a foot of ice on it. I'll bet if you could see us with a pick in hand in one of these shell holes, muffled up to the eyes, & with woolly sheep skins on, digging

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