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View of loose item on ScrpBk1_06-verso: typescript of letter written by Georges Destrubé for his family, May 2-25, 1917. Page 15 of 19.

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  • [start page] - 15 - May 19th 1917 --- What a splendid record of spirit and endurance is found in that letter from Guy's friend, the Mayor cahp. What a list of adventures Guy experienced on that memorable journey up to the Arctic. --- Hundreds of miles by snow and canoe, hundreds of miles with pack on back and weary feet. How eagerly Maurice and I listened to the outline of his journey that night he got back and we sat round talking, in the new house. How we hung on his words. Do you remember, Maurice, our pleasure and surprise when he burst in upon us. I think we were in the store at the time and we noticed how broad and strong he seemed to have grown, --- he seemed to have developed in every way. Of course Guy was very interested in the New House and itw as with much satisfaction we listened to Guy's "wha-Wha-"ing as we took him round the same night, lantern in hand, and watched the expression of surprise and satisfaction on his face as we went from room to room. And we talked on, long into the night, of Guy's trip and of the War and our plans for the future, and made out our will the following day in a joking way, and said good-bye and left poor old Maurice alone to look after things and carry on (perhaps the hardest half of the bargain). How fortunate we managed to see dear old Maggie on our trip out and before we left for so, so long. May 20th 1917. --- There is no need for me, Pumps, to explain how I miss our poor, poor Guy and Paul, for you understand so well: In one of your letters that I was reading this morning you express it all to the uttermost in these words: "Comme ton chagrin doit etre frofond, mon cher enfant, [end page]
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