Letter 110

             Letter 110

                                                                                                          February 3, 1919                           

                                                                                                             Marson, France

             My Dear Sweetheart,

                                          Just a short note tonight to let you know that all is well and O.K. “over here.”  I’m just a day late in the writing, but you must excuse me dear, for I’ve been away from the Co. and it was almost impossible for me to write.  We left the company last Tuesday.  We went to Berthelville, the same place we were at before.  We were tearing down barns again.  We worked Sundays and finished up today then we retuned back to Marson his afternoon. 

                                                 We were told tonight that we would have tomorrow off, and to have our packs rolled up by 8:00 o’clock in the morning to go and put up our barracks in a neighboring town.  Is it getting late and cold, dear, but I’ve got to tell you that everything is going smoothly here.

                                                Yesterday, just as we were finishing up the barns, we hear a noise in the timber nearby and to our surprise we saw one of those European wonders, a “wild boar.”  He was going at a good rate followed by three dogs.  We did not see any hunters, so two of the men started over the hill after him but all they saw were tracks.  I suppose it was a good thing it is all they saw.

                                                Well, dear, I received a number of love messages a week today.  My, they sure were received with thanks and filled my heart to overflowing, for when I hear that you have received mail, it makes me feel better, for I know how it is not to receive any mail for such a long time. 

                                                So the 14^th “Utah’s Own” has arrived home.  Well, they are just as you said.  The only place they have been is near and around Bordeaux.  I’m seeing more of France everyday as we are driven around in the army trucks toward our work detail.  When I was a Berthelville I went to Dainville and obtained a number of pictures of that town and one view of Berthelville.

                                                I suppose before you get this short letter Ward and Mabel will be married.  Have you heard anything about Tab?  I haven’t written but once.  I do not know if he has gone home.     Well dear, they are blowing taps, so I will say goodnight wishing you God’s choicest blessings and may He always be near you and guard you for me.  This is the desire and love I send to my Darling Sweetheart.

                                                                                                                Corp. Henry D. Call       X O X O