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Conger Reynolds correspondence, August 1918
1918-08-23 Conger Reynolds to Daphne Reynolds Page 5
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its sound and inflections. The Spanish uniform is practically the same as our except for the cut of pockets and the buttons and insignia. The party had been to the front today and was much excited over the experience though the sector they visited is a very quiet one. The general had not gone up to the trenches though. Like the journalists of his race the other day he discovered beforehand that the wearing of a gas mask made him sick. I begin to understand why Dewey lost only one man when he sailed into Manilla bay. A little thunder shower has cooled the atmosphere somewhat this evening. While it lasted, it was immense. The lightning actually ripped the clouds several times, though not in the convincing way it does at home. There was just enough flashing and rumbling to stir memories of the grand electrical displays one has known. I believe this is only the second time I have heard thunder (other than battle thunder) since I came over. This morning I drove thirty miles or so in a Dodge. Lawdy but that kind of car does toss one about as compared to a Cadillac. I'm being spoiled in my taste for automobiles. If I can't support a Cad I'm afraid I'll have to walk. It was hot even driving this morning. I felt for the peasant women and children and old men who were cradling and binding and shocking oats at the roadside.
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its sound and inflections. The Spanish uniform is practically the same as our except for the cut of pockets and the buttons and insignia. The party had been to the front today and was much excited over the experience though the sector they visited is a very quiet one. The general had not gone up to the trenches though. Like the journalists of his race the other day he discovered beforehand that the wearing of a gas mask made him sick. I begin to understand why Dewey lost only one man when he sailed into Manilla bay. A little thunder shower has cooled the atmosphere somewhat this evening. While it lasted, it was immense. The lightning actually ripped the clouds several times, though not in the convincing way it does at home. There was just enough flashing and rumbling to stir memories of the grand electrical displays one has known. I believe this is only the second time I have heard thunder (other than battle thunder) since I came over. This morning I drove thirty miles or so in a Dodge. Lawdy but that kind of car does toss one about as compared to a Cadillac. I'm being spoiled in my taste for automobiles. If I can't support a Cad I'm afraid I'll have to walk. It was hot even driving this morning. I felt for the peasant women and children and old men who were cradling and binding and shocking oats at the roadside.
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