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ever saw his brother after arriving over-seas I don't know. On April 1, 1919, after four weary months of waiting, we left Gland, after giving the residents a serenade. Some of the costumes were very original. Some of the boys used a barrel to complete their attire. All the costumes were fantastic. Gus Larsen entered, dressed as he always was and received first prize as a comic dresser. After a ride in ambulances to Nuits, we waited at the railroad station about three hours for the arrival of the train. The Y.M.C.A. had tents here, where American girls in their light blue uniforms were giving out cakes, etc. The train arrived at last and we piled in about forty men to each box car, with three bales of hay thrown in, to make the hard board floor more like the comforts of home. About half of the boys lay down on the hay without unrolling their packs. I was lying along side of Slim Rose. He had hung his sixty pound pack on the side of the box car, on a nail that wasn't any too secure. He had then fallen asleep. I was watching the lighted lantern swaying to and fro with the motion of the train, when I saw Slim's sixty pound pack drop from the nail on to Slim's nose. Right away he was awake and wanted to know who was trying to assassinate him. He never would believe that his pack dropped of its own accord. After a ride of about thirty hours we arrived at 2 A. M. at Ecommoy. I had unrolled my pack and found, like all the others, that rolling a pack at 2 A. M. under the doubtful light of a gasoline torch was no easy matter. First all the loose articles had to be separated from the hay where they had all concealed themselves. But the packs were rolled at last and after a cup of hot chocolate served out to us by one of the welfare organizations near the railroad tracks, we started off to reach out next home. This was Laille, -103-