little show and Im all right now.

 Henry
 Henry. but instead we had Ii Generale Cadorna. Oh you should see what I did in the removal of three metres of small intestine and better now than ever. The lighter was shaped like a Fiat radiator. Ill paint all this and Does that sting Good. And you never know if the girl will really like it. They come and make you be a soldier again. opened it.You think notNo. You could not tell anything about them. I was experiencing the masculine difficulty of making love very long standing up.Its rotten. But even the peasants know better than to believe in a war. hauling them back from the mountains to the clearing station and then distributing them to the hospitals named on their papers.

I will send her. was blonde and had a tawny skin and gray eyes. I said. It was a long time since I had written to the States and I knew I should write but I had let it go so long that it was almost impossible to write now. The captain spoke pidgin Italian for my doubtful benefit. Perhaps it start again. She let me take it and I held it and put my arm around under her arm. The forest had been green in the summer when we had come into the town but now there were the stumps and the broken trunks and the ground torn up. Oh. and if the car went especially fast it was probably the King. drink that. In the dark it was like summer lightning.Have you done nursing longSince the end of fifteen. Hes very good.

 He was sitting up beside one of the brick walls. said the priest. While I rubbed myself with a towel I looked around the room and out the window and at Rinaldi lying with his eyes closed on the bed. They wouldnt attack if they did. A trench mortar shell. Then the stretcher bearers took the man off the table.Leave him alone. I thought I was coming back.The Germans too. the smooth functioning of the business of removing wounded and sick from the dressing stations.Goodnight. Most of the helmets were too big and came down almost over the ears of the men who wore them. as when a blast furnace door is swung open.How are you.

Another night. When he stopped swishing and fell asleep they came down and I blew them away and finally covered my face with my hands and slept too.Those that went out were not lined up when they took the tenth men.Leave him alone. Ahead there was a rounded turn off in the road to the right and looking down I could see the road dropping through the trees. I remembered where I was going. Did you think I was Italian There were some Italians with one of our units.Dont I talk Italian good enoughI knew you was an American all right. Fillipo Vincenza. My knee wasnt there. Oh oh oh oh. Miss Barkley said.A rivederla. I didnt mean to hurt you.

 Her hand had hit my nose and eyes. stupid from inexperience.Goodnight. pneumonia and hard and soft chancres. There were stretchers lifted and slid into the slings above. I didnt mean to hurt you. I could look down through the woods and see. mama Mia. But back here youve got to have papers. His breath went away.A shell fell close and they both dropped to the ground and dropped me.A rivederla.Not true asked the captain. I suppose it was mutual tolerance because the Austrians still kept a bridgehead further down the river.

 I looked at the tires carefully. Why do you get yourself woundedYou can make fun of the priest. gonorrhea.How are you. They cant go on doing things like the Somme and not crack. blunt-nosed ambulances. I know all about it now. and a few more houses had been hit by shell fire. didnt youYes. the smooth functioning of the business of removing wounded and sick from the dressing stations. Tell me about Gorizia. then stood up.You did exactly right. dont you It seemed it was a very funny joke if you understood it properly.

 Tenente Can I help in any way He was the quietest one of the four.Four hundred twenty or minnenwerfer. Tenente. and the water was clear and swiftly moving and blue in the channels.Passinis dead. You are a dear. Didnt you see itNo. Now they try to forget it. That day I visited the posts in the mountains and was back in town late in the afternoon. she said. When I came back to the front we still lived in that town. Manera said. In a little while we would say insulting things. Bring on something serious.

 I said. The Italian salute never seemed made for export. This was a strange and mysterious war zone but I supposed it was quite well run and grim compared to other wars with the Austrians.He poured two glasses and we touched them. have that pleasant air of a dog whoStop it. I wore a real one and felt like a gunman until I practised firing it. and instead of going on I felt myself slide back. I am just more affectionate. said Bassi.Good evening. a noise like a railway engine starting and then an explosion that shook the earth again.I lifted it to arms length and the strands cleared. He slapped the bed with his glove. This is close to the front.

 that nothing should be lost.Well be most careful of them. yes ) with possible fracture of the skull. Also we were required to wear an automatic pistol; even doctors and sanitary officers.You dont believe me We will go now this afternoon and see. Then I floated. I helped him down. The saint hung down on the Outside of my uniform and I undid the throat of my tunic. The orderly brought a chair and he sat down. The road climbed steeply going up and back and forth through chestnut woods to level finally along a ridge. Stupid. Its only the ambulance.Four hundred twenty or minnenwerfer. Middle name First name Rank Where born What class What corps and so on.

I have one. In the morning they came to each bed in turn.Why notThey dont trust us when theres nothing going on. Helen.I would like to go with you and show you things. And you never know if the girl will really like it. I said that was a foul lie and. It was all as I had left it except that now it was spring.Oh.65 caliber with a short barrel and it jumped so sharply when you let it off that there was no question of hitting anything.Outside the post a great many of us lay on the ground in the dark. This was better than going every evening to the house for officers where the girls climbed all over you and put your cap on backward as a sign of affection between their trips upstairs with brother officers. wont youWhat the hell. carts and loaded ambulances and all returning traffic up the old narrow road.

 which was very good.Go to hell. Bring him a glass of brandy. What was the matter with this war Everybody said the French were through. Always with the carabinieri.The adjutant. Rinaldi said goodnight. They do it for nothing. get me out of here. It was a nasty place and the Austrians should not have let them hold it. said the priest. I love you so. he said. Bersaglieri are fools.

 It did not have anything to do with me.I would like to go with you and show you things. I said. I stood up. the major said over his shoulder. Why dont you go to the hospitalThey wont let me.Leave him alone. The major said there was an Italian story something like that about the duchess who could not sleep at night.So long. Thats what keeps you from being court martialled for self inflicted wounds.Dont bring Caruso.Four hundred twenty or minnenwerfer. But it was checked and in the end only seven thousand died of it in the army. walking under the trees.

 Im not. bound in leather. was blonde and had a tawny skin and gray eyes. Look how you are wounded.Dont worry. They told me you were on duty. he said when he saw me. I said. It is a noble organization.Were you in the StatesSure. You rarely find any one any good this close to the front. I hurried up the driveway and inside the reception hall I asked for Miss Barkley. the shellmarked iron of the railway bridge.Priest not with girls.

 hung over the two beds. I stood up. Tenente. I talked with the major and learned that when it should start and our cars should be loaded we would drive them back along the screened road and up to the main road along the ridge where there would be a post and other cars to clear them. Nor for the beautiful uniforms. Multiple superficial wounds of the left and right thigh and left and right knee and right foot. I sat now in the chair and an orderly of some sort looked at me disapprovingly from behind a desk while I looked at the marble floor. the lieutenant said. lay asleep on the other bed.Ive come back to Catherine in the night. The Britisher leaned over.The battery in the next garden woke me in the morning and I saw the sun coming through the window and got out of the bed. then choking. on the street.

In Milano.Tonight you will tell me everything. The Saint Anthony was in a little white metal capsule.Ill see you in a little while. Not very well. My hand went in and my knee was down on my shin.How you like this goddam warRotten.We went over toward Rinaldi and Miss Ferguson. It does not go so well. They sent me the little stick. she said.In the legs. I tried again and my legs moved a little. I had a very fine little show and Im all right now.