Original Letter


                        6th December 1917


My Dearest Maidie–

I am going to join you in cursing the mail service – all I got in the mail this day was a card from Harris! Therefore the service has broken down utterly, completely and, so far as I am concerned it is useless. Harris is back from leave. all he said on his card was “Bon chance”. Well, I hope that he had a good time – he’s sure to wait a long time for his next leave – unless the war stops as it surely will very soon. In spite of the fact that on the face of things nothing looks so very bright, this old war’s days are numbered. Russia quitting makes a big difference but even with that handicap we shall win and that shortly. Fritz is fighting for his life, for air, and we are in a better position than ever before. He is at the extreme end of his resources, we have only just mobilised ours. It is only a matter of time and a short time at that. So don’t you ever let yourself get discouraged over this thing lasting so long because it isn’t going to.

I have managed to keep busy all day – where the work comes from only the good God knows. But it’s better so. its much easier going when one is busy. But the thing that I want to tell you about is how I love you to-day Dearest. I wakened up humming with it and all day long I have been just wanting to sing about it. You are the most glorious Sweetheart in the world and I adore you more each day I think. I want you so much. I do not see how I can wait very much longer, perhaps I shan’t have to. If you could only take me in your arms, Dear, and love me for a million years. With all my love, Sweetheart. Your own



[On the back of the page, it reads:]

I read a pretty good thing this morning. Kipling was speaking on behalf of Unionist Government. Rodolphe Lemieux in reply stated that Canada must surely resent the interference of the English in a Canadian election and that Kipling himself wrote about Canada “That daughter am I in my mothers house but mistress in my Own”! Neat eh?