Ristow Barracks
Shorncliff, Kent England
My Dear Mother
Why Mother do you so
want me to let VV see that photo. No I
would much rather you let no one but yourself and Dad see it. Rumors get about and I will be a Grandfather
before I return Lord everybody even in this county think I am married. One of my old friends says to me “CR I heard
you were married I kind of believe its true too” I asked him what he was
talking about. Well he says “You don’t
go out any more at nights and your not like the old CR at all.” By Jove Mother when your own Pals think your
married its getting things down pretty fine.
“Eh What” As far as those Winnipeg people go Mother just let them think
what they like. It will give them
something to talk about but to you and Dad and VV I am further away from being
married than when I left Winnipeg. Women
are like pets, they're all right in your spare time when you need something to
amuse you. I am still in the Office here
and am getting on OK.
I
asked you for some money in my last letter, since then I find that with half
what I asked you for I could get along with and would be able to pay you back
sooner. If it is possible at all Mother
I would sure like it. But if you can’t
spare it then I can't have it and that’s finished with. You no doubt have said to Dad “ I wonder what
that boy wants with the money and I know it's hardly fair not to tell but in
this case Mother you can trust me and you won't be wrong.
Things here are as
usual. Nothing happening of any importance.
Law and Ireland should see how these poor wounded and sick have to go through
the mill then if they were men at all they would sacrifice a little. But in both cases I think its cold feet and
if they ever do come over the old boys won’t spare them much.
Well Mother how have you
and Dad been keeping winter has started here in earnest wet cold and
miserable. But I am more or less an
Englishman now and the climate don’t seem to bother me much. Yes mother I received your cigs and believe
me they are appreciated.
Well Mother remember me to Dad and VV and
write when you can.
Your Son
Love Chas
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