They sprung a new one on us last night.  Word come from the head quarters that everybody had to learn to sing and last night was the first lesson and they was about 3000 of us and the teacher was a bird named Nevin and he got up in front and started out on Keep the home fires burning and said we was to all join in.  Well Al for some reason another everybody but he had the lockjaw and as far as we was concerned the fires would of all died out.  Most of our gang is from Chi where they leave takeing care of the furnace to the janitor.  He tried 2 or 3 other songs but we was all deaf and dumb mutes and he finely give up and says he would try some other time when the cat didn’t have a hold of our tongue so on the way back to quarters everybody cut loose and sung and you could of heard us in Beloit.  We got a lot of good singers right in our Co. that can hit the minors to but we are not going to bust out on no teacher’s say so like we was in kinder-garden or something.

Well Al I am going to break into a new game football.  They are getting up a club here in camp to play against the Great Lakes navy and the Camp Custer club up in Mich. and they want all the men thats played football to come out and try for the club here.  Well I never played but I told them I did and they won’t know the difference when they see me because when a man is a born athelete they can play any game and especially a college Willy boy game like football.  I seen one of their college games out to the university in Chi once and a man built like I could of made a sucker out of both clubs.

The capt. of the camp club here is Capt.  Whiting and he played with the university of Chi and they got some other would be stars like Shiverick that played with the Ithaca club down east and Schobinger or something from Champlain college here in Ill. and a man from Princeton name Eddy something.  Well I will show them something before I get through with them because an athelete has got to be born and you can’t make them out of college Willy boys that stays up all night doing the foxy trot and gets stewed on chocolate and whip cream.

Your pal, JACK.

CAMP GRANT, Nov. 10.

FRIEND AL: Well Al I suppose you read in the papers about that troop train that a gang of spys tried to wreck it and it was a train full of burglars from here that we sent down to Camp Logan to fill up the national guards and the papers made out like the people that tried to wreck it was pro German spys but if you had of seen the birds that was on the train you wouldn’t believe it because they wouldn’t no Germans waist their time on them because they will all kill each other anyway before they get to France.  One of the birds on it was Shorty Lahey that I all ready told you about him and when the national guards sees him they will just about declare war against Camp Grant.