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France, May 12, 1918 Dear Bess:
I am hoping for another letter today. Got one last Sunday and it put some much pep into me that I passed this week's exams with flying colors. Even worked out my probabilities right and that's some job. I'm getting a college education in Geometry Trig and Astronomy. I can be County Surveyor when I get back.
Everyone in the room is writing either to his girl or his mother. I am going to write mamma[51] too because Gen Pershing[41] has ordered everyone to although I don't need any order. There is absolutely nothing to tell you. I am in the same fix that Jack Hatfield's nigger
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