France, May 22, 1918

Dear Wife;-

The mail came in early to-day and brought me your letter of May 16. You seem to have plenty to do and I sincerely wish that you may keep well and able to carry on with the new duties you have undertaken. Have you a good class of patients? I mean are they civilized? Whatever else you do, under no circumstances submit to any petty tyranny on the part of those in charge should they appear disposed to exercise such. I should not wish you to accept such treatment from anyone, and certainly not from English officials whom I am learning to love less every day the war proceeds.

Last night when I wrote I was too scared to confess that the cause of the interruption in the afternoon was my being called away to take part in a game of quoits. After dinner we all went to the opening of the moving picture plant that we have just installed, the one Major Elliott was after the day I went to see Margaret and found her away. After I returned from the movies I finished my letter and then we all turned in and censored the outgoing mail. It was then 10 P.M. and not quite time for bed so we had a few rubbers of bridge. It was a beautiful moonlight night and we could hear the night flying enemy planes buzzing around but no bombs were dropped near us. By the way I hear that you have had a big raid in London and that several enemy planes were crashed.

I forgot to tell you that I won the game of quoits that I mentioned before as having been about to take place to decide who was to be the low man in the singles competition. We are now playing the doubles and our games yesterday afternoon were the first of the series. My partner and I won two games, or at least my partner did, for I contributed very little towards the victory. There is no playing going on this afternoon on account of the heat. I have just come in from having a siesta in a hammock out under the trees. This does not sound much like a tale of the horrors of war, does it? I was through with my work by 2:30 P.M. It is clouding up now and we may get some rain to-night. We shall all be quite satisfied to have the moon covered up for one night. It makes too good a lantern for bombing planes.

We had an inspection of our transport by the G.O.C. Division this morning. The General asked me if I had heard of the fine raid my old battalion had pulled off this morning. It seems that a big party entered the enemy lines, captured about a dozen prisoners and killed a large number of Huns. The G.O.C. was greatly pleased with our transport. The D.A.A and L.M.G. was along and again mentioned the subject of leave. He has charge of the leave business of the division. He told me in a joke to get my application in early for “You know” he said, “We married men have to stick to-gether.”

I see by the paper that Their Majesties were up inspecting a hospital at Richmond. That is near your locality is it not? I shall look out for you in the pictures that appear in the illustrated papers if they visit you and photographs are taken. So get right in the eye of the camera.

Your loving husband

Harold W. McGill

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