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brethren.

The scenes of packing and final "dolling-up" were hurried to a point of rapidity that did us credit. At 10:30 we bid the two-months resting (?) place a happy So long! and clambored about the dinky dusty coaches of the Yaha Hulu and Snake R.R. running into Issoudun. This torturous line, built ^[[with]] [[strikethrough]] at [[/strikethrough]] least trouble and time for perfect grading, dragged us to a quick meal in town; on some of the slight inclines an extra heave was necessary to be sure of making momentum enough for the next rise. But we got to the Café de France ^[[(what commune is without this name)]] and to American jambon, in all good time to enjoy a very good luncheon before departure.

We inveigled the Major into a 24 hours Paris stay. If [[strikethrough]] the good [[/strikethrough]] our commander hadn't been on a grouch of late ^[[for reasons already mentioned,]] we might have fared better with a 48 hour [[strikethrough]] leave [[/strikethrough]] stopover and no harm done. I didn't care much though as long as I had opportunity to roam around the belle ville for a few hours.

I stopped at the University Union this time and was welcomed in high-&-mighty fashion by