

September 22, 1916
Dear Mother & Father, Well you will be wondering why you haven’t heard from me before. The fact of the matter is we are just out of about a week’s quarantine for Spinal meningitis. We had several cases and one death this morning. One of the Frosts. I think his first name is Thomas. He has a brother with us. The poor fellow, he had a hard time of it and his brother feels pretty bad. Eight of the subalterns left this morning for France to join various battalions over there. Ste
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September 12, 1916
Dear Margaret, I just received the lovely pair of socks you and mother knit and sent me. I just marched in from Lydd about a distance of sixteen or seventeen miles and I was dusty and dirty and my feet were sore. I had a poor fitting pair of boots. Was washing my feet when a funny thing happened. The postman handed me a parcel and the parcel contained the two pair socks. So you may be sure I did not take long in getting into a pair. They are beautifully knit and came at a mos
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September 13, 1916
Dear Mother & Father Well I hope you are all well as we are here. Got in from Lydd about three o’clock, dusty and with my feet a little sore from poor fitting boots. Soon as I landed here I received the parcel containing the white socks and also a silk knit tie and a letter from Mar Neill. I would have have walked twice as far again to get them. The socks are beautifully knit and will very comfortable on the feet. I washed up and put a pair on as soon as I got them, It was a
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August 20, 1916
Dear Mother & Father, Well once more it is Sunday and we had our usual church service although Major Davidson has left us for a hospital or something or other near London. I haven’t been up to London yet but intend going at the 1st opportunity. I had leave but it was cancelled when I was warned for France and then that was cancelled too so I don’t know where I am at. The weather has been great over here if it wasn’t for the dampness. I am getting more accustomed to it now and
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July 13, 1916
Dear Mother and Father Well I am writing from a very unsteady Pullman on the Intercolonial about 125 miles east of Montreal on a very rough road. We have been travelling all night very slowly. There are about six [troop] trains all going east. We will likely be about 6 hours [aboard] train. We had breakfast this morning. Likely sailing Saturday. It’s getting a little tiresome as we had a [land] day yesterday. We struck all the tents and cleaned up all the [lines]. It was terr
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