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97-051_LTRS 99
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- Karen Dykes
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- 2022-03-09
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- As you might expect, a great deal of conjecture is being indulged in over here as to when the war will end, the popular opinion being that this summer will see Bill's finish. Certainly all signs seem to be pointing that way. Fritzie is leading a. dog's life more now than ever. All along the Western front the Allies are worrying him. Bay and night, unceasingly, our guns send their shells ehrieking overhead to nound his front line to bits, blow up his wire, disrupt his transports,, or set his ammunition dumps on fire. We go to bed with the roar of the guns in our ears and we wake up tothe same tune. Every day a trench raid is pulled off, invariably with complete success. We had a beauty here just before Xmas, a whole battalion going over in daylight, penetrating to Fritz's second line, bombing and setting his dugouts on fire. They held the trench for two hours then fell back to our'own line at dusk, bringing back 60 prisoners. The joke of it was that Fritz thought they were still holding his line, and opened up next day pounding his front line with his artillery, blew up a mine, and bombed his way back to his empty trenches,’ And that is an example of what he is subjected to every day. It is a certainty he can't stand the strain very much longer, the peace feelers he is throwing out bearing witness to that. I have a hunch that when the biggest push of all starts in the early spring, Bill will find that he'll have a.n internal revolution to contend with as well as the Allies, So taken all in all, I honestly believe will be home for Xmas this year for certain. Before I forget it. That parcel with the kid's sweater came along a couple of days ago. It was nearly two months on the road, but arrived in good shape. Well, Mother dear, it's nearly midnight, time that your red head was grabbing some beauty sleep. And I've got to make my nightly hunt for live stock. Guess I haven't done too badly at that considering the material I have to work on. Love to all, Fred P.S. If you'll send me Grandma's address I'll be glad to drop her a line. w on 't be so h a s ty in h i s con c lu s ion s n ext time.
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