May. 7. 1917

My dear Mrs. Sinclair

I have been trying to write to you ever since your son’s death on Apr. 24th. He was hit by a sniper while in the front line of exposed position which had been won during the recent advances, and died at once without pain. I laid his body to rest, where a cross will mark his grave, in a little old French cemetery. I am going to enclose a little flower I picked just by his grave.

You have been reading of the wonderful work our men have done and the great honours they have won lately—I want to tell you that your son played his part bravely in it all and earned the rest he has gained.

It is sad that in the midst of it he should have been called on to give his young life, but yet it is a privilege we cannot grudge him. And you must think of him as at rest in God’s Paradise and be proud of your dear boy.

His personal effects will be sent home, in course of time, by the authorities.

Yours very sincerely

[Signature]

Chaplain

1st Can Inf. Bde.