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Camp St. Sulpice France
Tuesday, May 20, 1919, 7 p.m.

   Dear Mother,
   Well mother, it has been quite a little spell since I last wrote to you, in fact, I put it off longer than I intended to. The fact is I can not think of anything to write anymore. There is no excitement or anything around here. I am still enjoying the best of health. I hope this finds you folks all well. I haven't got a very good pen, and I think you will have some job reading this letter.

I received my pictures that I had taken at Bordeaux about two weeks ago, and I will send one in this letter, they are pretty good, but could be better. It has been quite warm weather here the last couple of weeks, don't know what I would do if it was much warmer. There are different ways for a fellow to pass away the time over here, (while off-duty). I do a lot of reading and sometimes I play a little on the violin (or make noise). I went up to the YMCA today to see the movies, and there was none so I brought some books along down to read. I do hope that Wesley has job now, and one that pays good too, I often think of the boys, and I certainly do not understand why work is so scarce. Say mother, in regards to the allotment, I will say that I spoke to the 1st Sergeant about it and I am sure that it will come out all right. I am going on guard at 8:30 tonight and come off at twelve.  Some of the boys are playing cards now
just for fun, but they do not always play cards just for fun, I'm afraid.  Say mother, I have to wear a pair of hobnailed shoes on Sundays. Can you imagine it.

Say mother, will you tell Wesley to sell my motorcycle, if he has not already done so and use the proceeds to meet expenses, I hope he will do this, it will please me.  I still have the wrist watch that father bought for me, and it comes in quite handy.  There are two or three guard companies here and lots of prisoners. Well this letter is getting long and news is getting scarce, so I'll have to bring this letter to a close, hoping this finds you all well, I remain,
                             Your son, Private Chauncey D. Hauck.

54th Guard Company.
Camp St. Sulpice.
AP0 705.  A.E.F.

   and don't forget to write

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