Well of course I am not going to write up nothing for her and after this I will keep away from the canteen because it isn’t right to leave her see to much of me even if she does know I am married but if I do write her something I will make it comical and no mushy stuff in it. But it does seem like fate or something that the harder I try and not get mixed up in a flirtation I can’t turn around you might say but what they’s some gal poping up on my trail and if it was anybody else only Miss Moselle I wouldn’t mind but she is a darb and I wouldn’t do nothing to hurt her for the world but they can’t nobody say this is my fault.
Well Al I pretty near forgot to tell you that the boys is putting on a entertainment over to the Y.M.C.A. Saturday night and they will be singing and gags and etc. and they asked me would I give them a little talk on baseball and I said no at first but they begged me and finely I give my consent but you know how I hate makeing speeches and etc. but a man don’t hardly feel like refuseing when they want me so bad so I am going to give them a little talk on my experiences and make it comical and I will tell you about the entertainment when its over.
Somewheres in France, Feb. 15.
Friend Al: Well Al I just been over to the canteen and I give the little lady the valentine I promised to write up for her and I wasn’t going to write it up only I happened to remember that I promised so I wrote something up and I was going to make it comical but I figured that would disappoint her on acct. of the way she feels towards me so here is what I wrote up.
To Miss Moselle
(Private)
A soldier don’t have much time
To set down and write up a valentine
but please bear in mind
That I think about you many a time
And I wished I could call you mine
And I hope they will come a time
When I will have more time
And then everything will be fine
And if you will be my valentine
I will try and show you a good time.Well after I had wrote it I thought I better have it fixed up like a valentine and they’s one of the boys in our Co. named Stoops that use to be a artist so I had him draw me a couple of hearts with a bow and arrow sticking through them and a few flowers on a peace of card board and I coppied off the valentine on the card in printing and stuck it in a envelope and took it over to her and I didn’t wait for her to open it up and look at it and I just says here is that valentine I promised you and its 1 day late and she blushed up and couldn’t say nothing and I come away. Well Al she has read it by this time and I hope she don’t take nothing I said serious but of course she knows I am a married man and she can read between the lines and see where I am trying to let her down easy and telling her to not expect no more tensions from me and its just like saying good by to her in a way only not as rough as comeing right out and saying it. But I won’t see her no more and its all over before it begun you might say.
Well we passed some German prisoners today and believe me we give them a ride. Everybody called them Heinie and Fritz and I seen one of them giveing me a look like he was wondring if all the U.S. soldiers was big stroppers like I but I stuck out my tongue at him and said “What do you think you are looking at you big pretzel” and he didn’t dast say nothing back. Well they was a fine looking gang and they’s been a lot of storys going the rounds about no soap in Germany. Well Al its all true.
Well I finely got a letter from Florrie that is if you could call it a letter and to read it you wouldn’t never guess that she had a husband over here in France and maybe never see him again but you would think I had went across the st. to get a bottle of ketchup and all as she said about little Al was that he needed a new pair of shoes and they’s about as much news in that as if she said he woke up in the night. And the rest of the letter was about how good she was doing in the beauty parlor and for me not to worry about
