Don, 24 February 1915
[Wednesday]
Dear family,
The day before yesterday, and again
today, I received some parcels from you. The numbers are again illegible. Amongst others I received a parcel with writingpaper,
one with butter and sausages, one with waffles and macaroons. And today one
with chocolate and sugar. Many thanks for everything.
The gun arrived too. It fell apart
in transit though. I hope to put it together again on Sunday, with the help of
the instructionleaflet. If not I’ll take it to the gunsmith here. I have
written Mr W today already.
Please send me some butter now and
then. We are forbidden to buy anything in the village, because apparently the
people there are not to be trusted. Here in the canteen you can only get
margarine. Also I haven’t received the towel yet, hope it is in one of the
missing parcels. It’s the first ones that haven’t arrived yet.
I would be very grateful for some
jam, because we are not allowed to buy anything here anymore. Also things like
sardines are very welcome. The bullets for the gun have arrived too.
Furthermore I received a parcel from
Paul Bonert, and today one from Aunt Vollmer.
The past few days service was very
exhausting. Yesterday we had another nightmarch, with combat exercises. We
threw practice handgrenades.
That sort of exercise is fun but
very exhausting. Especially when it is followed by a 5 hour march. But it is
not too much for me. It can’t be.
Some junior officers arrived here from
the front. Amongst them Robert Stock, who knows Hanne [Fritz's sister] from the tennisclub.
He entered the army as a volunteer,
and is already an officer.
End, it’s 9 o’clock. More soon.
With many greetings your Fritz
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