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F W Farris 21 rue Raynouard Paris France S S U # 10 /o Amer. Field Service Postmark [--/]TRESORETPOSTES*S10 10-10 17

Miss Edna Esther Ingels 4423 Camero Ave Los Angles, Calif. U. S. A.

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[deleted]Sep[deleted] October 3, 1917

"At Home"

Last night your letters of Aug. 12 and 16 came - over a month and a half in coming and I will be looking for "something keepable" within the next three weeks - and also more mail for some of the fellows have had mail sent from California the first of September. I had the same joy in knowing that the lace from Toronto had arrived that I had in sending it. As I probably told you in my letters at that time, the British censership is much stricter than the French, and the official at the mailing of office told me than in order to insure the package's passing the censer, I should enclose nothing but the lace. If I remember rightly, the letters that I wrote in camp I mailed either en route around Greece or in Salonique. And the day that you received the lace and wrote to me, I wrote to you from the hill back of our town - what a long distance in time we are apart! And of course, long before now, you have received my letters telling all the things that you were wondering about then. The lace I sent July 16. July 17 we went aboard the Lingad at Toronto, and pulled out in the evening convoyed by a dirigible, hydroplanes and two torpedo boats. Rested the following day in a harbor near Corfu (wasn't it there that Keats died?) the next

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2 in imagination, I was starting out with my daily load of malades to Zelova - you with your arm thru mine as we skirted the pearly mountains. Who's a sentimentalist? - For twelve days I was out at our advance post, and yesterday was my first "lesson" with Monsieur Pouchard. I will be going out again on the 5th, so that our system of graduated conversations will work out slowly. However, I am getting on with a hit or miss kind of French at which you, Miss Sophistication, would probably grow corpulent laughing [deleted]at[deleted] -

Today I drove over our crookedest route, some places in which I had to back the car in order to get around the corners - zig-zag all the way up the side of the mountain. I took the Lieut's car (a regular touring car) and with me a recuperatiing wounded captain for the ride. He had been shot by a mitrailleuse in the mountains a month ago, and had rested for some time in a monastery before coming down to the valley - the isolated kind of an old edifice that is well storied in medieval literature and in literature of medieval times. The "pope" of the place we past on the road, and he came running up to "mon commandant", threw

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day (July 19) at Pylos, the 20th at Milo, the 21st at Seyros, arriving at Salonique on July 22d. I sent you several notes en route, to be brot back to Tarento by returning French and Italian transports. I feel sure that the rest of my mail (during my stay in Salonique, etc) must have reached you OK, for the other fellows have had answers to their Salonique letters now. I have volumes of things to tell you of that trip around Greece -- which I will be entertaining (or boring!) you with by the fireside in our old age. And if I haven't told you before -you may now take your map of the Mediterranean Country and wind about the Isles of Greece with me, and even anticipate retracing our journey together in after days -it is possible -- who can tell! And who can dispute the possibility of our driving along the shores of the beautiful Lakes Presba and Ochrida together in after days, and camping on the sandy-pebbly beach, plunging in the envigorating waters in the early morning --

Dreams? But what are dreams but the anticipation of reality, if they are clung to! And in the very hour that you were riding home from the station, with me beside you

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his arms about his neck and kissed him on one cheek and then the other, laughing in boyish glee. The Commandant is a quiet, bewhiskered man of middle aged reserve, and took the effusiveness of the priest with a sort of loving toleration. It was not hard to imagine what the entrance of a cultured man of fine feelings must have been in the life of the lonely priest of the mountains. -Our work does not diminish. We have had only unofficial word of our service being taken by the U.S., so that I have nothing even now definite to tell about that. We are a bit disgruntled at the Paris office for not communicating with us, especially since we have already seen in the Literary Digest the notice of the passing of The American Field Service! -We are to have the Lieut and two American missionaries to dinner tomorrow night. Vernon [Caughel?] is cooking for us (had trouble with the French cook) and he is doing wonderfully well, considering the meagerness of his materials. How I am looking forward to your "keepable eats!" -- goodbye for now Dear.

your Wynne

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