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France,
Apr. 19th/18

Dear Sis:-
Your epistle of Feby 15th
reached me some time ago and sure am
sorry I haven't been able to answer more
promptly, but it hasn't taken many sand
bags to hold our ration of time.

Your sob sister conventions are like
a poker game, i.e. it costs one dollar to
get in, two to stay, and ten to get out.
Why do you say day shirts? Surely
there isn't such a thing as a night one.

By all accounts prohibition doesn't
seem to stop people from falling from
mews and down steps and as those things
didn't happen when good spirits could
be purchased at the Red Dragon, you
will be forced to agree that the old
way is the best.

I wrote Jessie last night and
expect a terror for an answer.
Well, Sis, things are going on in
the same old way insofar as we