This will probably be a long letter; I hope you will not get bored
with it. Please keep this letter and any that follow it, so that at
the end of the war I may perhaps achieve fame as the author of
"Drivellings of a young Officer at the Front." As I have not got used
to the routine out here I will describe all the last few days as they
strike me, because probably, when I have been out here a little,
everything will become such a matter of course that it will be
difficult to give you any idea of what our life is like unless I begin
with a good chapter one.