Title
Dyer to Tarver, April 17, 1918
Creator
Westley Dyer
Date
4/17/1918
Format
Correspondence
Type
Document
Text
Camp Grant Ill
Apr. 17, 1918
Corporal Westley H. Dyer
Co.B #350 th Machine Gun Bri
Barracks 1021
Miss Elizabeth Tarver-
It is a pleasure I assure you that I drop you these few lines of true sincere and friendly greetings. As I sit tired and lonesome and think of the few moments I spent with you "little girl" it makes my heart quiver an causes a burning sensation to peirce my "very soul." And as I think of your "Charming" and "winning little sweet smileing face," I can see a vision of your most "beautiful statue." You cannot imagine how it enlightens most humble mind to even think of you "little girl" Then again I think of your popularity in your social surroundings, and how your rivals envy you as to inspirations and social dignity it causes a gloom to shadow my "very body." O, Gee! If I could only recall thoes good old high school days when life was real to me, I would be the happiest fellow in the whole world. But as fate seems to be my fortune I guess I must face the great tragedy that others may exist and the rights of humanity may be preserved. However I shall face it with courge and without fear. I only ask that a gallant "little soldier" be given a chance to do his bit. Now Miss Tarver I wish not yo take up your most vauleable time, because I know you are busily entertaining your other many friends which I know are dear to you. But I beg of you to remember me while that you are enjoying the happiness of real life. I think I am soon to cross the "great deep blue way" that will convey me to that droll and desolated placed called France. I may never see you again but think of one that could adore and cherish your little heart forever. Roy Barnette is sitting across from me at the writeing desk, he sends you his best wishes. I guess you will get a letter from "Doc" Brooks as he is called out here by the boys. Coporal Gordon the little bashful fellow that would not dance sends his best regards, also my fellow friend Coporal Millard Washington, he is studying a problem, he said he would liked to have been with us. The boys all in camp liked to have went wild when we told them what a swell time we had up at Kenosha. We are to give a dance out here soon, I wish you could come down but I guess it is useless to ask you, as I guess you would be too busy to come. I think Miss Martin and her sister is comeing down, well I guess it would be asking too much of you on such short acquantiance. Well as the hour is growing late I will bring this short and tiresome letter to a close. Heres to your health, friends and prosperity. I am
Yours Very Truly
Corporal: Westley Herschel Dyer
Co.B machine gun brig Barracks 1021
Camp Grant
Apr. 17, 1918
Corporal Westley H. Dyer
Co.B #350 th Machine Gun Bri
Barracks 1021
Miss Elizabeth Tarver-
It is a pleasure I assure you that I drop you these few lines of true sincere and friendly greetings. As I sit tired and lonesome and think of the few moments I spent with you "little girl" it makes my heart quiver an causes a burning sensation to peirce my "very soul." And as I think of your "Charming" and "winning little sweet smileing face," I can see a vision of your most "beautiful statue." You cannot imagine how it enlightens most humble mind to even think of you "little girl" Then again I think of your popularity in your social surroundings, and how your rivals envy you as to inspirations and social dignity it causes a gloom to shadow my "very body." O, Gee! If I could only recall thoes good old high school days when life was real to me, I would be the happiest fellow in the whole world. But as fate seems to be my fortune I guess I must face the great tragedy that others may exist and the rights of humanity may be preserved. However I shall face it with courge and without fear. I only ask that a gallant "little soldier" be given a chance to do his bit. Now Miss Tarver I wish not yo take up your most vauleable time, because I know you are busily entertaining your other many friends which I know are dear to you. But I beg of you to remember me while that you are enjoying the happiness of real life. I think I am soon to cross the "great deep blue way" that will convey me to that droll and desolated placed called France. I may never see you again but think of one that could adore and cherish your little heart forever. Roy Barnette is sitting across from me at the writeing desk, he sends you his best wishes. I guess you will get a letter from "Doc" Brooks as he is called out here by the boys. Coporal Gordon the little bashful fellow that would not dance sends his best regards, also my fellow friend Coporal Millard Washington, he is studying a problem, he said he would liked to have been with us. The boys all in camp liked to have went wild when we told them what a swell time we had up at Kenosha. We are to give a dance out here soon, I wish you could come down but I guess it is useless to ask you, as I guess you would be too busy to come. I think Miss Martin and her sister is comeing down, well I guess it would be asking too much of you on such short acquantiance. Well as the hour is growing late I will bring this short and tiresome letter to a close. Heres to your health, friends and prosperity. I am
Yours Very Truly
Corporal: Westley Herschel Dyer
Co.B machine gun brig Barracks 1021
Camp Grant