Not so much new here, except the drive near Verdun and Bulgaria’s suit for peace. We’re elated at the former – they seem to be reeling now under these unexpected attacks. Marshal Foch (and old Clemenceau, who is the war, as far as the allies are concerned) have done wonders. France will be cleared of the invader soon, and I’m glad to have done even my poor bit for her release.
I was expecting a trip up front this week-end, but it hasn’t come. I suppose it will some day. If not, I’ll try to entice it my way. Can’t go to war, you know, and never see it. ‘Twon’t do at all.
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Letters from Sidney Friend During The Great War 