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[Dec 5, 1917?]

Dear Mama,
Snow came last night and
covered up the manure piles so that
this morning they look as pretty
as grass plots. The cold has frozen
their smell stiff and hardened
the mud, and the fountain now
[?parts?] crystal clear on a white vil-
lage. What a lovely morning!

It is a morning of leisure for
me too because my company worked
yesterday, which was Sunday, at
unloading freight.
I have just [censored?] one


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