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 The women in the castle keep looking at us. We don't know who they are. They change clothes 7 times a day, looking sharp with much make-up. But we can't fall in love with any of them. Our desires are elsewhere; we are not interested in anything here. Today there was one who spoke German. She asked me just about everything. The coquettes!

A servant brought me a bottle of excellent wine in his pocket. He said his son was a prisoner in Germany. He feels very sorry for us. Well, common suffering bringss people closer to one another.

News—Romania declared war on Austria. My lohn from August 10 to 20 was Fr1.40.

Today we saw the countess, the owner of the manor—a slim brunette. Her daughter, the comtesse, is blonde, and she is dressed beautifully.

My address: Josef Sramek, en equippe agricolete, Porroux par Avrile, Vendee-France.