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Conger Reynolds correspondence, February 1918
1918-02-02 Conger Reynolds to Daphne Reynolds Page 2
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2 in our being crowded below decks. Night came, and as bunks were not available, we had to shift as best we could. Tommies sprawled everywhere. One could not walk much for fear of treading on them. I couldn't think of trying to sleep with a life-belt on. (Everybody had to keep his life-belt on all the way across). We arrived in a French post before morning, but were not allowed to go ashore. I made a bed under the stars on top deck from a wooden raft and a lifebelt placed where the warm air was pouring up from the engine room. With no covering, however, I soon grew too chilly, and had to seek another place. The only thing I could find was part of the top of a dining salon table. There I piled with another lieutenant for two hours. The formalitites of disembarking were few. We formed up and started a four mile march to a camp where we were to await orders. At the first bridge we crossed, the French sentinel presented arms and shouted "Nos amis." The small boys flocked around us - not out of curiosity; foreign soldiers are
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2 in our being crowded below decks. Night came, and as bunks were not available, we had to shift as best we could. Tommies sprawled everywhere. One could not walk much for fear of treading on them. I couldn't think of trying to sleep with a life-belt on. (Everybody had to keep his life-belt on all the way across). We arrived in a French post before morning, but were not allowed to go ashore. I made a bed under the stars on top deck from a wooden raft and a lifebelt placed where the warm air was pouring up from the engine room. With no covering, however, I soon grew too chilly, and had to seek another place. The only thing I could find was part of the top of a dining salon table. There I piled with another lieutenant for two hours. The formalitites of disembarking were few. We formed up and started a four mile march to a camp where we were to await orders. At the first bridge we crossed, the French sentinel presented arms and shouted "Nos amis." The small boys flocked around us - not out of curiosity; foreign soldiers are
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