On the morning of July 13, Reporter Mike felt the train braking and crawled up from the hay stack.
He saw the soldiers in the stuffy tank car still resting, with the military chaplain writing letters by the light of a small flashlight.
Mike, "Do priests also write letters home?"
"Of course, the priests of the Sanctified faction do, and those of the Secular faction do even more." The military chaplain said with a slight smile.
Mike looked up at the ventilation opening of the stuffy tank car and said, "It's already daylight outside, why not open the door? It's so stuffy and hot here, and it smells like men's sweat."
The priest glanced at the ventilation opening and nodded, "You're right, Mr. Mike, I was so focused on writing that I didn't notice."
Mike, "Writing about something important?"
