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have a wooden platform under our feet (just laid and on the ground) — and we sleep on canvas cots. And of course, we still have pup tents as part of our personal equipment — so that the penultimate profanity of my sensitive soul is still a future possibility.

However, it's not very likely. We'll probably just sit around here for a while, and then finally leave for some south pacific destination and go to work. The problems of transportation, shipping and supplies are so great and so formidable here that all sorts of movements are extremely slow. Which is the whole explanation for the snail's pace of the local campaign.

I haven't received any mail for some days — but I suppose a batch will come soon. The only disconcerting fact is that I've had no acknowledgment of your receipt of any of my letters and