No. 91.
France
17/8/18.

My Dear Mater,

Now I know I should have written long ago, but I have not been in the humor for letter writing. To-night tho it is raining – don’t suppose that means much to you, but it is a great deal to us. Last night was cloudy, consequently a good night’s sleep.

I am feeling jake now, and am out more than I was, – get about every third afternoon and go down to the beach or out for a walk someplace.

As you know, the news still continues to be very good and you will now see why Walt Barnard will not be able to get up to see me, as the Canadians are well into this affair. God speed them on their way.

I have no less than four of your letters to answer so will get to it. I am mighty glad to know from yours and Dad’s letters that Dad is so much better. I trust you are now in Muskoka and that the change is doing all you hopes it would.

You speak of the war coming to an end soon, but while the outlook at present is most optimistic, it will take some time yet to do it. Of course the Americans will be a big feature and, they are certainly rushing them over fast. Of course this Russian development, will I think be another thing in our favour, and right soon too. I believe the Americans coming in, and in such numbers is having a big effect on the morale of Germany as a whole.

Yes. Capt Fraeleigh left the unit before we came to France and was with No. 3. when they were blown up. I believe he had a very narrow escape. The poor Belge hospital of whose bombing I sent you a clipping got it again lately, two nights in succession, having casualties only one night tho.

I am sending a parcel as soon as I can get it packed and it will likely have to be my Christmas parcel. I am sending a scarf each for you and Miriam, three collars for Nert, and a match box for Dad, as well as some little things which I wish put away for myself. I hope it arrives O.K., but it likely be a week before I get it away.

Spence Reid got home under an order calling all Canadian Medical students home, to finish their course. Andrews got home that way, altho he was going back to finish up any way, being a fourth year man. I too hope they do not have to come back.

Too bad the grand-stand etc. was burned. Just at this time money is need for other purposes. How is work proceeding at the shoe factory and the other factories? Well I hope. The must be using a good many girls in these places now.

I am mighty glad Mir. was home, just know how she would enjoy it, I hope we are all spared, to enjoy that home a good long time yet. You say “There is no place like home when you are sick”, but believe me, sick or well, it would look pretty good to me right now.

The money order arrived O.K., but I am having trouble getting it cashed. It has gone to Paris now. I think in future it would be better to send them the way you did. This one was just made out to “The Post Office at France”, so there is no telling where the [?] would be. Hope tho that it is at Paris. Think I told you that the other order arrived O.K.

Glad Beeson sent the paper, I will drop him a line when it arrives..

Hope you are all better and enjoying life.

Your loving son,
Worth.

[Note added to bottom of final page by “Mother”:]

My Dear – I am anxious for fear you are ill as it is a whole week since you wrote – but will hope to hear all about you from [?] – Poor Worth he is tired and heart sick. As all the boys are just now. Mrs. T. told me yesterday Victor is so sick of it all – Will write Sunday – Love Mother