France,
April 29, 1917
Dearest Mother:
Am not doing much today and wanted to write some letters. Received Earle's letter last night, also two from you and the four bundles of papers, also the Witness and World Wide. The World Wide came regularly the last three weeks. The Witness also comes all OK. Well we have been moving again, up to a new position, a mile and a half ahead of our last position and have been very busy for the last week but we are getting pretty well settled now. The signallers are all in one big cellar. Have a splendid place. Have single bunks fitted up and are fine and comfortable.
This is a perfect day, clear with a warm sun and a beautiful light breeze blowing, - as near ideal as one could wish. Since the middle of April the weather has been good and things have dried up splendidly. The mud is all gone (of course we are sorry) and the walking now except for climbing craters is fine. Was sorry to hear that Clemmie and the kiddies were sick, also Earle and hope and trust that by now they may be quite better again. Received a pair of socks from Enid and a parcel from Mrs. Green in this week's mail. Want to acknowledge them today. Yes, Mrs. Green has certainly been good to me.
Have had three parcels from her with in the last month.
I saw Whidden's letter telling about Bonnell's scoring for the way the boys were treated in the papers Clemmie sent. It was certainly good and to the point. I think it has been the same with all Canadians in England; it was our experience anyway. A few men will kick up a row and the whole outfit are judged by their standard. This is naturally an injustice to about 90% of the chaps who came over. As Bonnell said if we were to judge all Englishman by a few notorious examples we would have of a very poor opinion of them. I think however that most Canadians are broad-minded enough to understand conditions.
Well Mother I don't think I have very much news. Things are pretty busy here now but there is not much going on that one can write about. Tell Earle that I will write him in a day or two. Now must say bye bye and write to Mrs. Green.
Love to all, Harold
