kindly man of fifty. Two or three times a week we have a small poker game, or play dominoes; he likes to have somebody with him to talk to--his only son was killed in an aeroplane flight, so he takes the interest of a father in the younger men about him. He commanded all the artillery for the First Army during the heavy fighting of the Argonne and is rated as an expert in his line.

Stayed with the Marines a few days--Second Division--as the guest of General Neville, commanding the Marine Brigade. One of the marine headquarters was in the chateau of the Princess of Wied, whose brother was King of Albania for a while. She and her sister occupied one half of the chateau--the raggedty-assed marines, as they call themselves, had the other half. I talked with her one morning; a very plain, rather dowdy woman, but nice as could be. She speaks English.

Perhaps you'll see G.P. in the movies. At any rate I was with the General and some others when we crossed the Moselle, and the movie men were grinding away; also, with him and Colonel Roosevelt Jr. the morning we reached the Rhine. Have seen considerable of Roosevelt and like him. Had lunch with him yesterday, and he's coming to dinner tonight.

You ought to see the Kaiser's palace at Coblenz--quite some home. I went all through it, accompanied by an American captain--my billet was next door, in the house of the Oberpresident, or governor, of the district--a comfortable billet, costing probably a million. Our breakfast room was about the size of a golf-course. The two daughters of the house spoke excellent English, but were not much to look at--nothing you'd write home about, or think up grounds for divorce for.