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Conger Reynolds correspondence, August 1918
1918-08-07 Conger Reynolds to Daphne Reynolds Page 2
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Behind him looking on were his immediate staff and representatives of the British, French, Belgian, Italian, and Japanese armies. The band played the Marseillaise while everybody stood at the salute. Then old man Poincaire' made a nice little speech in French and hung the grand cross of the Legion of Honor to the general by a scarlet sash. It was a pretty little party -- one of the kind that sends the thrills running up and down the spine. After I had written my stuff I had to stay around headquarters for several successive conferences with the chief and his assistants until it was late in the afternoon when I got started back. The riding was rather cool for one wearing XYZ's, so I didn't particularly enjoy it. I got thawed out only by consuming two large plates of hot soup at dinnertime. It is now late afternoon and the first time in the day when I have had a moment in which to start the letter I had meant to write last night. All morning I was busier'n a c.m. with stories and papers that had accumulated during my absence. I worked hard and fast, and felt the joy of being hard at work that has been missing too much for some time. As interest in the other front cools, this sector is getting gradually more active,
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Behind him looking on were his immediate staff and representatives of the British, French, Belgian, Italian, and Japanese armies. The band played the Marseillaise while everybody stood at the salute. Then old man Poincaire' made a nice little speech in French and hung the grand cross of the Legion of Honor to the general by a scarlet sash. It was a pretty little party -- one of the kind that sends the thrills running up and down the spine. After I had written my stuff I had to stay around headquarters for several successive conferences with the chief and his assistants until it was late in the afternoon when I got started back. The riding was rather cool for one wearing XYZ's, so I didn't particularly enjoy it. I got thawed out only by consuming two large plates of hot soup at dinnertime. It is now late afternoon and the first time in the day when I have had a moment in which to start the letter I had meant to write last night. All morning I was busier'n a c.m. with stories and papers that had accumulated during my absence. I worked hard and fast, and felt the joy of being hard at work that has been missing too much for some time. As interest in the other front cools, this sector is getting gradually more active,
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