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We were with you in thoughts on Christmas Day
& We knew you would also perhaps be thinking of us.
It was quite fair & cold for an hour or two, so it
was easy to picture Canada, where the Sun shines a
good deal. Such thoughts of home bring cheer
to the heart, but sometimes end in making one
a bit blue, for the question begins to press upon
one - "how long before we will see them again?"
Also, it would be a bit untrue to say we thought
of you constantly that day, for, if I remember right,
it set in to rain in the afternoon & eventually
[contrives?] to wash out all imagination from the
mind, so that we become more like so many
[1 word] cattle, as far as our brains are concerned.
Rain, monotony & discomfort have the dampening
effect of stripping you of all superfluous brain
waves & sentiments & leave you just the practical
human being. - That's all! The only thing that
removes you a bit from the animal is a saving
sense of humour, which, also in the end, gets
considerably washed out.
We are still at the Rest camp, where we are
having Divisional Rest. It has been of two
weeks duration & has been really quite a rest
in spite of our adverse criticism & disgust of
having to continue the same old drills that we
did months ago in England. We begin work
early but always knock off before dark & have
therefore the evenings & nights to ourselves; and of
course we now realize that a night's sleep is
a real luxury. The usual rest is usually of
5 or 6 days duration. Our time is now nearly up,
but we return to a different part of the line.
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