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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 "keep-
able eats!" -- goodbye for now
Dear.

your Wynne