We got our rifles yesterday together with belt, bayonet, pack, etc. especially the etc. as I neither know what it is, what it is for, nor where the devil I will put it. They raise the devil if you leave anything laying loose around the tent and it begins to look as though I will have to get down to one pr. socks, one shirt and go to it.
Category: Personal Letters
Letter from Manford E. Cox to his wife, Harriet Patton Cox (Sept. 21, 1918)
I don’t mind anything except bayonet drill and it is h- with big letters. I don’t show in it as well as I might, as I hold back a little and save myself. The officers, or some of them, in this practice, are absolutely heartless, and it is up to you to defend yourself. I wish some time, some of those bayonet fellows would fall into my hands. I would sure give them a full and complete dose of their own medicine.
Letter from Manford E. Cox to his wife, Harriet Patton Cox (Nov. 2, 1918)
Rumor has it that we turn in our rifles soon and I hope so. That will take one burden off our minds at least. Drew a dandy heavy overcoat. It fits nicely except sleeves are about four inches too long.