I am in a little French village, halted for the day, and with a few
chums have found a house that has been left in a hurry all complete
with cooking-pots. I am preparing the supper, which smells all right,
but you should see the ingredients. I am perfectly happy, as this seems
the proper country for me, and I never felt better in my life. I am
picking up French all right, but I have not started eating frogs yet:
_Pte. T. Green, 5th Lancers_.
“Du Pain!”
My chum and I came into a village one day, and we wanted to get some
bread and tobacco. We met a peasant woman in the village, and I said,
“Du pain.” She took me by the arm and led me into a house. She opened
a door and shoved me into a dark room. I couldn’t see where I was, and
thought it might be a dodge, so I waved for my chum, and he came in as
well. Then we noticed some food and a bottle of wine on the table:
_Pte. Hannah, Scottish Borderers_.