Eugáene Emmanuel Lemercier

The Argonne, France

The Argonne, France

towards mid-day.

This interrupted letter winds up at the police-station, where my section is on guard. The weather is still horrible. It’s unspeakable, this derangement of our whole existence. We are under water: the walls are of mud, and the floor and ceiling too.

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