Excerpt from You Who Can Help: Paris Letters of an American Army Officer's Wife, August, 1916 January, 1918 We left the ship about noon; his pass caused only a chalk mark on all my lug gage and nothing was opened. I never saw so much wine in my life as we saw there; there were squares where there were millions of casks, and trucks and wagons filled with nothing else on the streets. We went to a hotel which was fascinating, but reminded me so much of Manila. There we stayed until train time. Our first glimpse of soldiers was in Bordeaux, which seemed full of them, hundreds just back from the trenches, with their horizon-blue uniforms and their trench helmets, and all covered with white dust as to boots and clothes, and endless others who were just going back to the battle front. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.