I received three letters from you and two from VV today, no mail for a
couple of months and then five in one day, is sure some change. No doubt you were surprised to hear that I
was back in France again, but really I got absolutely fed up with England, and
even now I am glad I have made the change.
You want to know if I do
the same work as the Forestry men. No my
work is to supervise the sanitation of the camp and administrate medical aid to
all those I think need it. I have a hut
to myself. The front part is just a
small drug store, or a dispensary on a miniature scale, it is partitioned in
half. The other part I use for my
sleeping quarters and so on. Every
morning a chinaman from the Chinese Labour Co comes and cleans up for me. The village we are in has no doctor so I am
obliged to look after all of them as well as five hundred chinamen. So you see Mother I have all I can manage.
You seem to think that
Hessie Montgomery’s’ marriage would kind of hurt my feelings. Well don’t be foolish Mother, you only know
what you hear from other people, I know what I have learnt for myself. Take it from me, that your son had a few
brains left, when it comes to this marrying proposition. And between you and I mother -------- scratched
out -------.
Now don’t go telling the Richmond crowd all this because it only tends
to make hard feelings. And the less they
know of my affairs, the better I like them.
Comprend.
Poor old Ireland. As I sit here by myself writing this letter I have to
smile. Oh well, it's none of my business
I suppose I will do the same thing someday myself. But VV makes me laugh when she says she
would like to see her brother boss of his own house. Just tell her I will be boss alright, or
there will be no house.
Well Mother is the farm
any better, I do wish you and Dad could get at some little business where you
could make a good living without all the worry and trouble. Well Mother I must close Remember me to Dad
and VV
Love Chas
The Chinese Labour Corps on the Western Front 1916-1918
Chinese Labour Corps labourers drawing rations at a forestry camp in Crecy Forest, 27 January 1918. Date 27 January 1918 (First World War)
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