me back to lunch with his outfit, a supply park to an ammunition column which I found luxuriously camped on a lawn surrounding by shady elms with the ruins of a fine abbey church at the end.

They lived in canvas tents, they have electric light, baths, white tablecloths + napkins. They drink tea out of china cups + they are not restricted for baggage. I have seen nothing so luxurious in any mess.

After a meal they set out under the trees + listen to a band while looking at about the finest view in France. They are high up + catch all the breeze which has now become