All the folks here are French, and the signs are in French.

Last place we halted I bought lumberman's socks to wear at night.

I sleep very well, for I buy my raincoat full of hay from the nearest farmer, and sleep on that.

Today we had another "battle." It began at 7.30 and ended at one o'clock.

We were kept going all that time, taking "cover" behind railroad embankments and stone walls and in plowed fields, finally ending with a bayonet charge.