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•weekly letter. You see today was payday, hence the feed. Hot that I don't indulge in such luxuries other than on nay days. The fact is that I have heen "stony" for nearly a week, and not "being in the habit of borrowing money, freve been unable to gratify my desires in that line,
Canadian mail, contrary to the usual custom, has been coming in driblets the past fe%v days. My luck is out this time, for I have onlymmaged to corral one letter on each of the last few days, the one today being yours of March 26th, in which you mention the receipt of the kid's letter notifying you of his i mo ending return to Canada. You say that it will be a. long wait till Kay,but already a month has passed and I shouldn't be at all surprised if he should be might close to home, if not there when this reaches you,
I know I've said this before, but this time I fancy my prophecy will come true. GeeJ What a welcome he'll get,' In comparison to some of the Pisces we’ve lived in, that old nursery of ours out in the woodshed will seem like a "bob" joint to him. Still I fancy that somehow or other you'll be able to tuck him in somewhere- heavy on the tuck in. An old trick of yours with the kid, isn’t it Mother?
And I can picture Tad swanking around, stopping everybody he knows to tell tli’em. that his baby boy has returned from that inferno known as France. As for the girls, why there'll be no holding 'em.
Some class to that brother of mine, hobnobbing with millionaires, eh which? Had a letter from him a couple of days ago informing me that he was having the time of his young life in Liverpool, Who couldn't with the knowledge that he was to return home shortly? He has seen quite a deal of the Old Country in the past five months or so, hasn't he? Am looking forward to the same pleasure one of these fine days, preferably "ap res la guerre", but quite acceptable as a casualty, - Kang the luck]
Am writing this in the hospital mess, which I had all to my lonesome till this moment. How it has been invaded by a couple of fellows who are takng French lessens from an ex school teacher, now a buck. One ofthese fellows has a particularly fine specimen of a macadamized dome, and hie efforts - necessarily spoken aloud --to master a few simple sentences are positively putrid, and most annoying to onewho is endeavoring to write an interesting letter. However to borrow a favorite French exp res ?i on, "C’est la guerre", so I shouldn't kick,
I think I mentioned in a letter some few weeks ago that we were expecting to be inspected by some high muck-a-muck shortly. When Fritz started this offensive I thought sure that all such nonsense would be forgotten, and for a time it seemed as though my surmise was correct. Far be it from suchj Just when I figured we were safe,Tike a bolt from the blue comes the heart rending intelligence that it is going to be pulled off after all. But vhy wax wroth, say you? Why?
Say,listen, we were going to play a game of ball this afternoon against a first division ambulance. Game cancelled.— drilled instead, xxie
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