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DEAR SIS:
I'm going to cease setting down the big stuff for a space, while I write to you. I'm just back with a whole skin from spending the night up a tree watching this man's army pull off a great stunt in the way of a surprise for the enemy. I've sent off my stuff for my paper and am now resting up -- but a letter is due you, and I've found a way to get it to you by special delivery. The messenger starts in half an hour by motorcycle for your sector, and vows he'll put it in your hands as soon as he's handed over his dispatches to the C. O. So I can let myself go a bit -- if I scrawl fast.