France July 27, 1917

Dearest Emma;-

Haven’t heard from you for nearly a week. We are now in the line having a fairly strenuous time of it, and I am sure you will excuse me writing to you on stationary from my note book. It is just beginning to grow dark and our guns have been bellowing all afternoon, sending streams of shells over to Fritz. Life cannot be one grand sweet song on his side of the line. We are usually busy all night and my batman has just been in to tell me I am wanted. I do my sleeping in the day time.

There are some lovely gardens and orchards where we now are. The strawberries and raspberries are all done but there are still plenty of currants and gooseberries. We had some of the latter for dinner to-night. I saw some pear trees the other day loaded down with green fruit. I am afraid we shall be away from here before they are ripe. To judge by the symptoms of some of the men coming sick I should say that they have been sampling the green apples and pears. This is not a letter, l— or other wise, but just a note to say Hello! to you.

Yours lovingly

Harold W McGill

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