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A Group of interesting Letters From Our
S. B. Townes Writes From
November G, 1918
Editor Advertiser :
Around an old steam boiler, steam
ing steadily, whose engine turns the
motor wheel that lights a certain
shell torn village are sitting several
dough boys who dra.gged in, tired,
hungry, wet and cold. After a hard
drive certain regiments and divisions
are often relieved, especially if they
have been on the lighting front a long
time. These regiments anti divisions
fall back a few kilometers behind the j
lines to take a few days rest. Such j
movements are made at night-often
on rainy nights when it is extremely
dark. It is net unusual for hundreds
of boys to get lost from their com- j
panics during the drives and change
To a lost dough boy at night a
spark of light is like a beacon light
to a bird. It lures him onward. j
Through a half inch shrapnel hole
in the tin roof these boys around our
boiier saw a point glow from our fire
and pulled in to get warm.
In an oki box we had several cans ;
of cornet! beef, three loaves of bread !
and a package of coffee. Any old tin
can will suffice to boil coffee in, so
we warmed up the "corned willie"
and made a bucket of coffee, then
sliced up the bread and passed it '
arountl. The boys said they had a j
feast. Fighting conditions are such 1
that at best one must sometimes go
two or three days without rations.
Their hunger pretty well appeased,
their clothes beginning to dry, they
now begin their stories of the recent
drive-how the Germans shelled
them every night, how they bided
their time without returning the fire, |
how all the while hundreds of their
machine guns were being placed, how
the three inch guns were lined up
just behind them hub to hub in plac
es for miles, the line of six inch guns
behind these, then the eights and fur- '
thor back the French 305's, how all
night long, night after night, mu
nitions wagons were piling up the
shells. The hour would come when tho
Germans would be presented with e.v>
eryshcll anti round of ammunition.
The hour did come and woe to the
eneir :- in range of the guns.
and warm himself up the "cooties"
begin operations. It is the most nat
ural thing in the world to see a bunch
of boys by a fire or in the sunshine
stripped to his waist patiently pick
ing off "cooties". Au old "cootie" has
a stripe down his bac':-"s.-rvice
stripes" the boys call them. 1 konw :>.
soldier who has a pet monkey and 't
is amusing to watch him dig in and
get the cooties from tho clothes of
the boy or from his body.
The night drags on ami around the I
old boiler, up against the wall and
under the belts, one by one, the boys
stretch out and sleep a sleep none
else can know. j
Pvt. S. B. Townes. I
Letter From Clyde Dorn to His
Somewhere in France.
October --J, luTS.
My Dear Sister:
Your letter received today and it
is needless to say that I was glad to ^
hear from you. for nothing ?? dearer
to me tuan ti letter. Lroin home.
Weil, i haye my second service1
stripe now. Have been over here a'
little over a year and have spent
two thirds of my time at the front. !
I have seen all the horrors of war ?
witii my own eyes, bul am delighted
to say that I have never seen Ameri
can boys oriv back. All they know
is to e.?' forward ;?:?.i the Boches al
ways "beat it" as soon as we start
over the top. 1 have heard prisoners ,
say ti.a;, toe Americans had beaten
them in every ?.allie in which they
I have been real fortunate-have;
never gotti :. a eil only from my j
own hand "-a a< >un of the "coot-J
ies" you know.) ; been under ?
sheii lire, gits, machine gun lire and
ail that hui i don i Jhink Boches will
ever get me as . I ive missed too i
many guod opportunities'.
Wrhi!e I sit here writing this there '
are lots of Iii ra rub ung all I
around mei 'lu are pretty good
friends. We ha*. .a wherever wei
go, more espe< i in nie; dugouts, i
They haven't h ing along so
well for the i :. days, lt rains'
everj daj and is ?nt: muddiest
plate in lia' World, i ?.now.
I believe I wrote you that I saw Ed j
die. I saw him again today anti he is
feeling fine. I haven't seen any of the 1
boys from home over here but him.
I have heard from Fred several times
but have not seen him yet. Nothing
makes me feel better than to meet
s'ome one I knew at home. I saw
some negroes from Augusta whom
I knew and was glad to see them.
I received a letter from Rosa Mae
today. She told me about meeting
you and Dewey. I am glad you like
her, but I don't see how any one
could help loving her a little bit.
I am sorry Dewey had to register
but I don't think he will have to
come over here. I think we can whip
the Germans all right.
Well, it is getting dark ami I will
have to close for this time. You must
be a good little girl. You have a good
home and there are lots of women
and children over here who have lost
their homes and everything they had.
You should be thankful ami happy
that you live in a great country like
ours. Give my best regards to all the
family and write me as often as you
can. Much love to all.
Hdq. Co. 117th Engrs.
Letter From William Stevens
Brimson to His Mother.
October 21, 1918.
My Dear Homefolks:
I received your se/enth and eighth
letters yesterday, and along with
them one from Aunt Ida. About, tile
time they were WiMten things were
Yes, we ha?-2 been to a sector,
but I was th?re only about two
weeks and did not get any of the
"little cute" things on me. I did learn
how the big shell sounded. Of course
it makes you a little nervous but the
more you hear the less you mind it.
We were very lucky and got a good
place to sleep and work from. About
thirty of us were taken out and sent
to "college" as we call it, to a
school., back further in France where
we passed through some of the fer
tile regio?-s of Sunny France. The
further we went the more cows and
the less horses were worked. The
man or woman (whoever it happened
to be) was walking in front, wearing
M*AA(l?n -I- "
i ;n our way nacl: in me side door
car where thirty of us slept, we
slopped, made a lire, for it was cold
with a frost that looked like snow.
We had been in the train only about
ten minutes when lead began to be
heard. A German plane had the nerve
to attack us! In a few minutes all
cracks and doors were full of men,
pouring the lead to the Germans with
rides. He found out. what he was up
a;- :inst and soon flew away.
Today just before falling in we
witnessed an air-battle. I will have
to get ready for retreat tonight so
will have to close. With love.
Your devoted son and brother
William Stevens Brunsen.
Sergt. W. F. Manson Writes to
Somewhere in France.
November 5, 1018.
My Dear Mother:
Yes, I'm in France but my mind
is wandering far across the broad
and rough Atlantic. Why? Because
on the shore far in the distance lies
the land that gave me birth and lib
erty and freedom, which I have en
joyed. Above all. you, father, moth
er and my beloved people are there.
lt is your land, their land. It's free
dom and liberty I am here to defend.
I know the heart of my people is in
this war. We shall be victorious for
the sacred right which our forefath
ers fought, bled and died for. Those
rights which they purchased so dear
ly shall not perish for the hellish,
principle of the Prussian monarch
that might comes before either Chris
tianity or liberty. We may now
breathe a sigh of relief for they are
sinking every day. We see them fast,
fading away. Soon some day we will
see a new world bloom forth out of
turbulent Europe. May ties of bro
therly love be more closely cemented
than ever before. This cannot be
done only through the Christian spi
rit. If this is forgotten all else will
My address is the same. I say the
same except Sergeant which I have
been for some time. I hope you and
all are well. 1 am well with the ex
ception of a cold but it is nothing
serious. This is very bad weather on
?colds. Il has been raining and damp
for a month almost. It is raining to
night upon our ramshackled roofs in
I a little almost deserted village. It
makes me think of home and the
care of loving hands. I think of the
homes in which vacant chairs are
waiting for somebody's return.
My candle has grown short and T
shall have to hurry in order to finish
this letter. You see all the news
more than I do and I can not tell you
anything in this letter. I have served
in my old company almost two and a
half years but I anderstand that I j
shall soon be separated from it. My |
superiors have slated me for a com
mission. I do not know just what ac
tion I will take or what,they will do
exactly. In all probability I will have
ito leave if I accept. 1 love the men I j
am now with and hate to leave them, j
I am afraid if I am commissioned I ?
will be assigned to the infantry. I
have served with the Machine Gun j
?luring my army career and really j
like it better. Whatever the outcome j
I shall try to do my duty the best I |
I shall close. Continue to write
I just the same way. With love to you
?and all the family. 1 am,
Your soldier son. !
John Agrter Wriics to His
October 27, 1918. j
My Dear Mother and Father:
1 received your letter yesterday ;
afternoon and was so glad to hear
from you all. It was the letter that
you sent mc on the 24th of Septem
ber. You don't know how glad J was ?
to get it. I received one from sister |
and one from Miss Cora yesterday
afternoon. Sister says that John had
to register. I hope it won't take many
more of the people to win the war. I
know sister is uneasy about him.
Mother, I am so glad to know that
you all have a good crop and have
picked out so many bales of cotton
and got such a good price for it. I
think that is just fine. I don't guess
i you will be able to help pick any cot- 1
?ton this year. I suppose Wiley is lots
j of help to Papa this year. Sister j
wrote me that he picks 150 pounds
?of cotton a day. Tell Wiley I say he
is good. You don't know how glad I
was to hear that Grandpapa is get
ting along so well. I would give any
thing iii this world if I could just sit
and talk just one hour with him. He
could tell me about himself while he
was on the battlefield and I could
tell him about myself. I hope it will
not be long before ? can be with him.
I am so glad they have a service flag
at my church. I am surprised that
boys that I know. We are not all to
gether but ? will tell you all their
names. 1 see them once iii a while:
Frank Adams, Tom Burnett, George
DcLaughter, Bolton from Edgefield,
and Caleb Waits from Ked Hill. They
are all the boys 1 know from around
home. When you see Uncle Charlie
tell him to tell Miss Hertha Parkman
that 1 would have answered her card
.but I haven't had lime but for her
not to feel hard of me for it.
1 I guess Papa has killed a hog by
now. Tell Papa he ought to drive the
car. I get to ride a Ford over here
! every once in a while. There is a boy
'with me now from Newberry, S. C.
'His name is Daniel Berry and he
j knows Mr. Holland weil. Mr. Holland
spent the night at his house several
times and Mr. Holland knows him, ?
too. His father's name is Mr. John
W. Berry. He certainly speaks well
of Mr. Holland. When I get back
.home I certainly would like to go v
er to Newberry, S. C. *
j Mother. I am so happy to be over I
here to help win the war but the ha])- '
Ipiest days will be when 1 can. come
home. Don't you worry about me.
If I can have my picture made over:
here will send you one of them.
You must write to me cften as I
am always so glad to hear from home, j
Wei, I will close for this time. With '
many good wishes timi much love to ;
i you all and malty kisses.
Your loving son,
I'vt. dedin E. Agner.
Mrs. Carrie M. Bailey Receives
Letter From Her Son.
My Dear Mama:
1 I will let you all hear from me.
This leaves me all O. K. and do trust
?it will find all of you the same. I
just mailed you a card but don't
guess you will get mad with me for
i writing so much. It is such a pleas
lure for me to write to my dear Ma
ma. We had a big rain here Sunday
.night but I didn't know it until Mon
day morning. Some of the boys are
' in the hospital with thc measles.
Earl and I went to Newport Sat
urday and had our pictures taken
so now you can see your old boy,
Tee. I was dressed just as I was to
leave for France. I stayed on t>,e
ship a day and night waiting for or
ders then word came that war was
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?i I desire to notify my friends and the
i public generally that for the remainder
of the season or until further notice my
I ginning- days will be
i Wednesday, Thursday
j of every week. Farmers, please take
? notice and bring your cotton on those
I have a supply of cotton seed meal
i and hulls on hand all of the time, and
1 will be glad to fill your orders.
fl A I [Till
IT. h\ ti Ak* i i ?
very Department Well
We placed large orders early tor the several departments on our second floor and j
invite our friends, the ladies especially, to inspect these attractive goods.
We are showing some good values in bed-room suits. Also see our sideboards,
hat-racks, sofas, dining tables and china closets. A beautiful assortment of rockers to
We have a large stock of iron and enameled beds and the best bed springs on the
market. A large stock ol'cotton and felt mattresses.
Wc extend a special invitation to the ladies to come and see our beautiful assort
ment of rugs and art squares. Many attractive designs at very reasonable prices.
Wv have bought a large stock ol'stoves, ranges and heaters. Now is the time to
discard your old one and purchase a new one.
Wc were never better supplied than now to fill the needs of our customers in har
ness, bridles and saddles. Large assortment to select from.
Our undertaker's department is well supplied with coffins and caskets of all sizes
and prices. A share of your patronage is solicited. Our hearse responds to all calls
On our first floor will be found a large stock of heavy
groceries and plantation supplies. We buy in large
quantities and can make very satisfactory prices.
Large shipment of Texas oats for seed-no better quality on the market. Let us
HU vour orders.
Edgefield Mercantile Company