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His heart was light as air as he went back to the barracks for retreat ANo, he was not presu on a friendly letter Maybe there would be felloould think there wasn't much in just a friendly letter to a lonely soldier, and a sweater or two more or less But then they would never have knohat it was to be so lonely for friendship, real friendship, as he was

He would hurry through supper and get to the YMCA hut to write her an answer He would explain how the letter had been delayed and say he hoped she had not given the things away to so sentences as he stood at attention during the captain's inspection at retreat Somehow the captain was tiresomely particular about the buttons and pocket flaps and little details to-night He waited impatiently for the command to break ranks, and was one of the first at the door of thewhat he would say in that letter and wishing he could get so if there was any to be had with his caduces on it

At supper he bubbled with ht hirin and rattled off puns and jokes, keeping the mess hall in a perfect roar

At last he was out in the cool of the evening with the wonderful sunset off in the west, on his way to the YMCA hut He turned a corner swinging into thetoward hiht!