see us and instead of me being out there Al, here I was mixed up in a riot
with an old goof over nothing you might say and Black Jack wondring where
and the he--ll could I be at because Alcock told me he noticed him looking
around like he mist somebody. And now he's on his way back to Paris and
probably sore as a boil and I can't do nothing only wait to hear from him
and probably he will just decide to pass me up.

And the worst of it is Al that when they brought us the mail they was 2
letters for me from Florrie and I couldn't of asked for nicer letters if I
had wrote them myself only why and the he--ll couldn't she of wrote them a
day sooner and I would of no more thought of getting excused today then fly
because if I had knew how my Mrs. mist me and how much she cares I wouldn't
of been waisting no time on no Ernestine but its to late now and Black
Jack's gone and so is my 20 franks and believe me Al 20 frank notes is tray
pew over here. I'll say they are.

Your pal, JACK.




CHAPTER IV

DECORATED


_Somewheres in France, April 2._

FRIEND AL: Well Al yesterday was April Fool and you ought to seen what I
pulled on 1 of the boys Johnny Alcock and it was a screen and some of the