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pocket. Another dead man had probably been a chauffeur. He had a pair of pliers attached to his belt. Another man's pocket disclosed a rosary with a dozen letters still unopened. Some of the letters were from his family. They did not know that he was lying dead in France. Several of the dead soldiers wore rings, but their fingers were set in such a way as to make it impossible to remove them. In the afternoon about two o'clock in a heavy rain, seven of the boys detailed to the work dug individual graves for each one of the seven dead soldiers. I was one of the seven detailed. Father Walsh, Chaplain of 320 Infantry, was present as we lowered each man in the grave. For each soldier a small cross was made of light wood and on each one was fastened one of the tags taken from the man's neck. The other tag was buried with the body. On the night of November 3rd about five o'clock twenty men of the company were sent on ahead in trucks to make ready our next station. This was in the large town of Buzancy, located about ten miles ahead. The rest of the company were to move on the following morning. The advanced detachment witnessed as aeroplane duel between a German and American aeroplane just outside of Buzancy. This town is located on the crest of a hill and dominates the country for some distance around. As we followed the road in trucks on the next morning we saw on all sides small fox holes occupied only a day or two before by the American infantry. Many of the bodies of the American soldiers who had died on the field were still lying where they had fallen and were being gathered up by the men of their command for burial. I counted eighty bodies in a row with the burial squad standing by. About noon we reached Buzancy and found that all buildings had been shattered by the American artillery fire. Fires were smoulder- -80-