Love Letters

Love Letters
136 letters from 1918, WWI

Thursday, September 5, 2013

Letter 75


                                                                                          Camp Mills,

                                                                                          Long Island, New York

                                                                                          August 13, 1918

 

My Dear Sweetheart,

 

          Well, I’m sitting on my cot in the hot sun, trying to get a little closer to you, dear, for it seems an age since I wrote to you.  I received a sweet loving letter from you and mother yesterday, the one you wrote on August 5, 1918.  I also received a pair of socks from Mother and a box of candy from my other girl.  It was only a small box, and was not mashed or crushed.  There was one box that was completely crushed.  All the contents had lost out.  When the poor fellow saw it, he felt bad, but the only thing he could do was to take the empty box and put in the fire.

          I have been washing again this morning for the sun has been shining and clothes dry very quickly.  I want all my clothing clean when I leave here, which will be in a few days, for we have received all of our overseas equipment.  I do not know if I have told you of the overseas cap they have given us.  They surely make one look funny to have it cocked upon your head. Well, I like it so well, I take keep it with me for fear someone will take it during the night.  We have also received new shoes, overcoats, blouses, gloves, fatigue suit, and new woolen leggings. 

          Well dear, it is noon mess, so will leave you if you will let me.  Won’t you come and go with me?  Mess is over, and I am back with you again.  I forgot, they have given us four packages of hard bread, a lb. of sugar, a little salt, and ¼ lbs. of coffee.  I did not want the coffee, but they said I had to take it anyway, so I have it, but it will stay here if I feel like I do now.  For it takes water to make coffee, and I can drink the water or heat it, just as I please.

          You asked me if I were paying my tithing.  Well dear, I have send some money home.  I do not know it Mother has paid my tithing yet, but that was my intentions, that they should pay my tithing out of it.  I feel just like you, for I know one will be rewarded, for so doing, I have always tried to pay a full tithing, and I have been blessed by so doing.  Since entering the army, I can see how much better it has been for me to live the life I did before coming here. Had I have been like some, they were alright as long as they were home, where they could be coaxed a little.  But as soon as they got away, they were persuaded to do things which should not be done.  It has been hard for me to withstand some of the temptations which have been placed before me.  This was only done by hard fighting and the training I have had before I came.  Any person who has a strong will power can conquer most all evils which come before him.  Of course, you will see all persons do not have this strong will power, and the consequences are that he is being led into the wrong path which in the end will be of no value to him.

          A good example of this we have in our tent, one fellow who is always complaining about his arm hurting him, and he can’t sleep.  Well, last Saturday night he went to New York and did not get back until five o’clock in the morning.  He also smokes a great many cigarettes.  How can he expect to have a healthy body if he abuses it in such a way?

          Now that I’m on the subject of fellows in our tent, two other fellows have been married and are now separated from their wives.  The way they talk about women is something terrible.  One of them has a boy 4 years old, and he does not know where his wife is, and more, he says he doesn’t care. The other fellow got married when he was seventeen and the girl was fifteen.  He surely does not have a very good name for her.  He calls her all the names under the sun.  The one who was married the youngest is one of the most ignorant persons I’ve seen for a long time.  He has one of the diseases which men often contract by abusing the human body.  He tries to make you believe he can be cured, but I’ve told him he may think he can, but I would rather not have the experience of going through it and seeing if such was the case.

          Ah, dear, how thankful I am that I’m not in such a condition.  If such would be the case, I would not want any young lady to place her entire trust in me as you have.  I would think myself doing the most unjust thing any person can do.  Why should a man expect a young lady to be pure, and he himself is the most vile and corrupt one.  Never should such be, but in many cases it is true.  Well dear, do forgive me if I have told you things you did not want me to tell you, they are things I think a great deal of especially since I have landed in the camp at Dodge.  Men who are supposed to be free from disease are being thinned out every day from our ranks, for we are all inspected every day.  And they make sure, not passing anyone up.

          Well, I went over to see the boys last night. I saw Omer and Bill and Foxely.

They surely were surprised to see me. Especially Bill, he surely is a nice fellow.  Yes and I went and saw David a few minutes, for we could only stay a little while. Fred Garrett told me John and Orlando Sessions, Bertha Riley’s husband had volunteered, is it so? Well the boys are all fine and feeling fine, most of them would rather be home than here, but Omer seems to be the same old kid, talks just the same and tries to fill you with something which he thinks will make him look greater than yourself.

 

          Before I forget it, we have a fellow here who wears a number 12 shoe; they did not have a pair to fit him, so they gave him two pairs of 6’s Ha! Ha!; such is life in the Army. My shoes have been ok by the way, one is a 6½ and the other 7 or 7 ½ I don’t know which. But my other clothes fit real well, I have been very lucky.

 

          Well dear I must say good afternoon, this is the first letter I’ve written in the hot sun. Be a good little lady and I’ll be back for you later, hoping my love and yours will be the same and praying for God’s greatest blessings upon you and Sam.

 

 

                                                            Your loving sweetheart,

                                                                                Henry xxx

 

Give my love to all. Tell the folks to write. Ward S was up again last night. I had a long talk with him.

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