. The American Legion Weekly [Volume 3, No. 51 (December 23, 1921)]. d so rosy that all myfriends promptly put themselves on thelist of substitutes in case the grimreaper should page me, and, every timeI caught a slight cold in the head theyspoke hopefully of Denver and regaledme with anecdotes of acquaintances whohad passed off just by letting a littlething like that go along without atten-tion. So, naturally, it was with implicitconfidence in a rainbow future that Icrossed the Atlantic and establishedmyself in Paris, taking up the duties ofincipient battlefield guide with that con-fident tru
. The American Legion Weekly [Volume 3, No. 51 (December 23, 1921)]. d so rosy that all myfriends promptly put themselves on thelist of substitutes in case the grimreaper should page me, and, every timeI caught a slight cold in the head theyspoke hopefully of Denver and regaledme with anecdotes of acquaintances whohad passed off just by letting a littlething like that go along without atten-tion. So, naturally, it was with implicitconfidence in a rainbow future that Icrossed the Atlantic and establishedmyself in Paris, taking up the duties ofincipient battlefield guide with that con-fident trustfulness that characterizeschildish natures. From everything I could see, nobodyever read a single official communiqueduring the war and they might as wellnever have been written. But what mycustomers lacked in knowledge theymade up in enthusiasm and when theyhad really convinced themselves of any-thing nothing in heaven or on earthor in the waters that are under theearth could dissuade them. For instance, it was the prevalentunderstanding that all German dugouts. The principal of an American high school asked hopefully:Wasnt that formerly a cathedral? were models of luxury and sumptuous-ness. I suppose the veterans them-selves are responsible for this impres-sion because statistics show that of all the troops who camebackto America brought back an anecdoteabout drinking champagne from Hin-denburgs private cellar in the St. Mihielsector and playing Yankee Doodle onLudendorffs personal banjo in theArgonne. It appeared that in everyinstance of a German retreat Jerry hadto pull out in such a hurry that thelights were still burning in the cut-glasschandelier and the water was still run-ning in the porcelain bathtub. Therefore, it was bound to come asa disappointment when some conscien-tious guide would inform his patronsthat the average Jerry didnt reallyhave the chance to change his socksevery day and that some of them wereaddicts of the six-foot shelf of chemiseclass
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