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eee him. The wound wasn’t rebsndaged here, so I can’t tell you exactly where he was hit, hit from what he said I gathered that it was high up on the right shoulder. He seemed quite cheerful, hut rather tired, and no wonder, for it isn’t exactly a healthresort around these parts. Am pretty sure he’ll make Blighty, hut will very likely hear from him in a week or so. In the meantime don’t you folks worry. I’ve seen enough wounds to know whether they are serious or not, end I am certain he has just a nice Blighty,
Ho time for more, as another rush has started, end I’ll have to he on the job.
Tours lovingly,
FRED
P,S. Will write more fully as soon as possible.
A tent in Belgium,
Sunday evening, Hov, 4,1917*
Dear Mother and Dad, -
Have just finished supper, and having the tent to myself- the rest of the hoys being downtown- thought I'd better get busy and drop you a letter. How as I’m not in a very comfortable position for writing ard furthermore am not aocustomed to writing on this style of paper, you'll have to overlook any deviations from the straight and narrow path.
Guess I'd better start by giving you the details- as far as I am able- of how the kid was wounded. In all probability it will be some little while before he’ll be able to write other than with his left hand, and as far as I am aware he is not ambidextrous. All the boys came down the line last night, and I was talking to the fellows who were with him when he was hit, and from their oolleotive versions I have pieced together a narrative that I think is fairly accurate. It was about 2,30 A,M, on the 29th that he was wounded. His squad was going up to the aid post for a stretcher case, walking single file along the duck walk, the kid being in the rear. It was an exceptionally dark night, and Fritz was strafing more than usual. The shell that got the kid hit close to the duck walk, too close for comfort though*!the rest of the squad as they hurried along. A yell from the kid brought them back to inhere he had fallen. They hadn’t time to dress the wound there for shells were falling all around them, so they bundled him onto the stretcher and carried him a couple of hundred yards away from the hot spot. Then laying the stretcher down, a couple of them dressed the wound by sense of touch alone, it being too dark to see, snd of oourse suicidal to show a light.
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