(Continued From Page One.)*from the - illage. Grimes and I went down to the village one , Sunday afternoon and observed the French peasants in costumes. There were pretty girls and pretty children all dressed as hey dressed years ago—-with the full skirts, stiff collar and brocaded aprons. It seemed as if I were living in the land of long ago and felt ery foreign and modern. I can realize 1 am in a foreign country just as soon as I open my eyes. Nothing looks home-like and I have come to-the conclusion there land like the homeland.Looking over the' country one could not know that France was at war. Every thing . seems so peaceful and cultivated., fields ' everywhere; and flowers, I never saw.,so many grow-ing wild as there are in France. Butif. one looks at the people you could tell something was ng. rhey are not' so happy and jgay as we are in America and there are many widows and cripples seen everywl ire, but nearly all of them smile when they see an American. T hey welcome us mostThey vare noted for theiranyway, you know.i girls irk in the fields, are very small in . statue as arace, you know, and have wonderfullexions from the wine the drink as most of the water is bad here This comes with lots of love. Answer soon, real soon.. . „ .“if ^ •• * wn * , . •./ .T •- . . r : » w • a m ... ^. lt;* 9 r- s.-' *-TvTX^*,i4--T-XTJsirWttSkA r'-rrx ra. — • r‘j r. i- . . V'. A A A