Feb. 28, 1915.
Dear Paul:
Received your letter yesterday, got the fifty francs; the package announced hasn’t arrived yet. Spent six days on petit poste in an open trench close enough to hear the Germans talking. On guard all night. In the daytime, would slip down through the communication trench about one hundred yards and sleep in a covered trench. There were only twelve of us there but nothing happened except a little sharpshooting. Seeger had a bullet through his capote but it didn’t break the skin. Zinn was evacuated yesterday. We had been trying to get him out for the last two or three months. He was a nice lad but a nuisance as a soldier. He was sick most of the time and would fall to sleep on guard and snore loud as hell. They gave him prison sentences and work but finally became convinced that he was really sick so now have sent him back. We have been busy cleaning up as we are going to be inspected by the General. It means a hike of fifteen kilometers to the rear and the exercising, then fifteen kilometers back here. Not pleasant to look forward to. We may go this afternoon.
That’s all the news.
Love,
Kiffin.
