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Show CIPT. C. T, SMITH M IE SOMEWHERE 1 GEIIHf Captain C. T. Smith, son of Prof. J. A. Smith, may be somewhere In Germany Ger-many by this time On Nov. 15, when ho wrote home, he expected that his company would be called on to make up a part of the army of occupation which would keep him In service somewhere along the Rhine. Describing tho last days of the fighting. fight-ing. Captain Smith in his letter to his folks, says: "Dear Mother, Father and All: Well here it Is the 13th of November and the war all over but the cleannlg up process. Little did we think a few months ago that the whole thing would rizzle out as it did. Of course, the final result was never in doubt after tho Americans began their work In earnest, but it came as a surprise to every one, I think. It has been very evident since the last drive began that there was something rotten in Denmark The Huns ran so fast that our infantry, following In motor trucks, were unable to overtake them. It was not a rout, since they left nothing behind be-hind them, but they put up no resistance resist-ance at all until they reached their pre-established line on the Meuse river. "I rode for miles after them, wilh out seeing a single dead Gorman or American. Before we succeeded in catching up with them, our corps was pulled out for a rest, since we had been in almost continual action since July 18th and, as a result, we were back in the rear when the news of the collapse of Germany reached us. I was sitting in a little dirty room, wet and covered with mud, wondering where we were to be sent next when the news came that the Germans had signed the armistice. Tho news was not official and as a result we failed to enthuse. Consequently when the news was officially confirmed the next flay, wo already had our thrill and there was no excitement. Onlv the French artillerymen, riding by on" their Jaded horses, dragging the guns that ror four, long weary years had hurled defiance at the Hun, cried out "Finir la guere," as they passed into the blackness of the night. They seemed stunned rather than excited as one would naturally expect them to be. Now three days after hostilities have ceased, they are beginning to react and flares and rockets illuminate the night over their camps. "Of course, we all began to speculate specu-late Immediately as to the length of time before we would bo on the road home Opinions differed, some argu-Ini; argu-Ini; for DO days and some for one year. Now comes the cheering news that we are to constitute the army of occupation and, such being true, I Imagine we will be kept on the Rhine for several months at least. It Is needless to say that I am greatly disappointed, dis-appointed, for I am quite ready to leave for home, now that actual hostilities hos-tilities have ceased. However, as the old man said, "I am satisfied hut not contented," to stay If the powers that be think It is necessary. I am sending you. in the mail, a Bdchc helmet, camouflaged as they all aro to prevent observation. You can Judge from the weight what we have to carry on our heads when the shells are breaking. It anything, our helmets hel-mets are a llttlo heavier than the Boche and the not camouflaged, being painted the old olivu drab color. You! can make a flower pot out of this, If you care to, but I suppose that every family in Ogden has one by thls,time. I had expected to send youall 'some little thing for Christmas, but we have not seen a single store of any kind since the first of October, nnd I am afraid that it will be a long time before be-fore we see one again. "I hardly know what to think about the Internal situation in Germany now. It looks as though completo chaos with ultimate dissolution faces what was once one of the strongest of na-1 na-1 tions on earth, and all because of the insane delusions of a monomaniac. Without doubt the Germany of old is gone beyond recall and. if a new nation na-tion or nations can ariso out of the I ashes of the old, purified and chastened chasten-ed by absolute defeat, into a people sane and sober mind, then I believe I that this war was sent by God to teach ! the lesson that might does not make I right and that a people living forever ' in an atmosphere of greed and covet-I covet-I ousness is an abomination not to be ( tolerated in His oconomy of. Life. They have learned their lesson; will they profit by it? "Well, I must, close for tonight. I am making the mo3t of these nights when it Is possible to sleep without a subconcslous dread of being bombed. It tell you, It Is a great relief. Goodbye Good-bye and love to you all. The next let-tetr let-tetr may be written from somewhere along the Rhine. Merry Christmas tc you all. Will be with you before long I am sure. Lovingly, "CLYDE." oo In Los Angeles Miss Susie McFar-land McFar-land of West Weber, Is one of the -Mormon missionaries, stationed at the Los Angeles branch, who took part in the recent memorable visit of President Presi-dent and Apostle D. O. McKay when the new president of the church made an address, i |