Your plan for ending the war is very good. I showed your letter to Sergeant Russell, who fought in the Spanish-American war, long before you were born, and he said that your plan was the one that the American Army would adopt. I am glad to see that you can write and typewrite so well. I hope that you will get Fr. Morris to teach you how to serve Mass, we live so near the church that you can easily serve his Mass and get your breakfast and get to school on time, and if you are a priest when you grow up you will be glad you had such practice when you were young. Take care of Deborah and Michael and Christopher and your mother and don’t forget to pray for Your affectionate Dad. * * * * * _To Deborah Kilmer_ Headquarters Co., 165th Inf., A. E. F., France. May 27th, 1918. My dear Deborah: About a month ago, I sent you a rubber doll. If you didn’t get it, let me know and I’ll send you another one. Yesterday morning about six o’clock I climbed down the mountain to go to Mass. And just outside the village where the church is, I met a young lady and walking beside her was a pleasant young pig with a pink nose. “Bonjour, M’sieur!” said the young lady. “Bonjour, Mam’selle!” I replied. “Bonjour, M’sieur!” said the pig. “Bonjour, M’sieur!” I replied. And the young lady and the pig threw back their heads and laughed heartily and went on to breakfast. And I went on to Mass. Remember me to young Michael and young Christopher, and believe me Your respectful Dad. * * * * * _To Mrs. Joyce Kilmer_ Nov. 11, 1917.