France, Jan 9, 1918

Dear Wife;-

Have not had a letter from you for 3 days but I know that one or more must be on the way. Had a letter or rather a note from Col. Hewgill yesterday and to day received one from Vancouver that was written on Nov. 16. I wonder what has been the reason for the recent great delay in the mails.

Our weather is still distinctly bad. It was very cold this morning and at noon a violent snow storm came on which lasted all afternoon. This afternoon I went to a neighboring village to see my cousin. I got a ride there in a car but walked home through the storm.

Have you been up to London yet? I am afraid if the weather over there is anything like ours that traveling will not be an entirely unmixed pleasure. I am afraid your water pipes will be again put out of commission.

My cousin expects to get leave next month but does not intend going to England. He thinks the South of France a better locality in which to spend leave at this time of year. I shall go to England for my next leave which should come in the spring or early summer & then next winter we shall try to have a holiday at Nice.

Col. Hewgill said he intended having Mrs. Daughty, Miss Reid and you up to lunch. Did he do it? The Colonel speaks of coming to France for two weeks leave. His old friends would all be pleased to see him.

It was three weeks yesterday at noon since I returned to my unit. It seems longer than that. The time will probably go faster when big happenings begin again in the spring and we all get busy.

Good bye for present. I shall try to write a really nice letter one of these fine days.

Your loving husband

Harold W McGill

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France, Jan 5, 1918

Dearest Wifie;-

Please forgive me for anything I may have said about your letter writing last night. The fault was the mail service and not yours. Your three letters of Dec. 28, 29 & 30 all reached me together to day at noon. I cannot understand why it takes so long for letters to come from England here.

Try not to be unhappy, dear girl. I know it must be somewhat cheerless and lonesome for you but remember we are living in trying times and our sorrow at being temporarily parted from one another is very small compared with that many others have to endure. I miss you dreadfully, but think how fine it will be, for me at least, when my next leave comes and I can go to you again. Going on leave will have a new meaning for me from this time forth.

The weather keeps quite cold here but our coal ration has been increased somewhat and we are not at all badly off. Whatever you do spend no time worrying over me; I shall be quite all right and am in the best of health. I hope you have been able to get the water pipes repaired.

Our colonel went on leave to-day. We have now 3 of our officers on leave and the rest of us are fairly busy in consequence. It is much better though to be kept fairly well on the go at this game.

Had a letter from Margaret to-day. She had to wait in Boulogne two days for orders. She tells me they are all very anxious to get down to their own home.

Saw Major Hardisty to-day, also Moshier. I was down to another field ambulance to hear a lecture and met M.O.s whom I knew from all over the corps.

If you will let me off with this short letter I shall say good night to you and go to bed for I had a long trip to day and am sleepy.

Yours greatly in love

Harold W McGill

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