No. 43.
France 11/12/17.

My Dear Sister,

I should have written you yesterday or Sunday, but thought I would wait till I had a little more news to give you. As yet, tho, I have none. When first put in here, I thought it would be for only a few days, but almost a week has passed and we are still here, with no sign of moving. I do hope tho, that we will be able to get out by to-morrow or the next day. To-night we are the only troops in this camp, and it is quite a large one, believe me.

I started this in the canteen last night, but left it to take a hand in a game of 500. It is now 11 A.M. Wednesday, and I am really warm for the first time since hitting camp. I have been digging ditches since 9.30.

Paul & I were down town last night or rather yesterday evening, and believe me things are some expensive. A small currant cake, as big around as a (very) small bun & twice as high, costs the equivalent of 24 cents. I think everything is in proportion. Paper and envelopes are very expensive. I left a good supply at Eastbourne to be mailed to me tho.

We tried to get some of those large heavy safety pins for blankets, and we did not know the word for “safety-pin” and sure had some fun. We could not get them tho. They are a great thing to have when making a blanket bed on a tent floor and tell any one you know, coming over here, to always carry six.

We hope to get mail to-day, and also hope to know where and when we will be moving out of here, and hope it will be soon, as you get fed up, lying around.

Write when you get time & give my regards to the girls,

Your loving brother,
Worth.