Champagne, France,

                      December 9, 1918.

Dear Folks:

      It was with sadness that I heard of the death of Lieut. Albert Baesel. I have just heard the story of his death from the lips of a brave soldier, who was with him when he fell. There is no question of Lieut. Baesel’s bravery and gallantry. His death was caused by the bursting of high explosive shrapnel as he was leading his men forward. Two men were right beside him, one lived to tell the story of how it all happened. His men all loved him -- this I know because I had the honor of sharing my bunk an meals with him for nearly a month on the Lorraine front while operating a buzzer— phone station on the American outposts which were in advance of the front lines at the edge of a forest.

      He lead raiding parties into the enemy trenches and the men say he was fearless. Men of his type are those who have won the war but he was just like a big brother to the men looking after them when sick and often at night in the dark and rain and mud he would take hot coffee out to the men guarding the outposts. It was at this place that we met and recognized each other and talked of Columbia people and I was surprised when I found out who his wife was. I am writing this because I think she would like to know about him. I know I would want some one to write if I had fallen instead. You may extend to Mrs. Baesel my greatest sympathy in her bereavement If you think it best not to say anything, don’t. I leave It entirely to your judgment.

      I do not know how much longer I will be over here. It all depends on whether or not I will be sent with the army of occupation or not.

      Goodbye and best wishes and respects to all.

Private Carl W. Schmidt.

Headquaters Co., 148 Inf.
Am. E. F., A. P. 0.——763, 37th Division

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