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Conger Reynolds correspondence, June 1918

1918-06-16 Conger Reynolds to Daphne Reynolds Page 4

street. This morning the madame showed us a big piece of shell that had fallen in our courtyard. After the guns opened there came a tap at our door and the man of the house generously invited us down to the cellar, but we declined to leave our comfortable beds. The raiders went on without dropping any bombs here.  Later I heard at least four explosions in the direction of Paris. The papers say the raid lasted an hour there.  I listened to the popping of the Paris guns a little while but was fast asleep long before they quit barking.
I fear my letter last night was rather too solemn. So I'll assure you today that I've recovered.  I don't miss you a bit. You have been so cruel to me during the twenty weary years of our married life that this separation is a great relief.  I suppose I'll have to come back someday though, and as the Maine farmer said, who was going to town to get drunk. "Gosh! how I dread it." 
Impudently,
Your hubby!
Conger Reynolds
2nd Lt. A.G.D.

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street. This morning the madame showed us a big piece of shell that had fallen in our courtyard. After the guns opened there came a tap at our door and the man of the house generously invited us down to the cellar, but we declined to leave our comfortable beds. The raiders went on without dropping any bombs here. Later I heard at least four explosions in the direction of Paris. The papers say the raid lasted an hour there. I listened to the popping of the Paris guns a little while but was fast asleep long before they quit barking. I fear my letter last night was rather too solemn. So I'll assure you today that I've recovered. I don't miss you a bit. You have been so cruel to me during the twenty weary years of our married life that this separation is a great relief. I suppose I'll have to come back someday though, and as the Maine farmer said, who was going to town to get drunk. "Gosh! how I dread it." Impudently, Your hubby! Conger Reynolds 2nd Lt. A.G.D.