Shoreham-by-the-Sea,
Sept. 23, 1916
Dear Father,
Just a few lines to let you know I am still in the same old place. I had a letter from Aunt Nellie today. They are all well. She tells me that Archie is now a corporal. He'll be a sergeant soon. I was up to the doctor this morning with a sore mouth. It is what they call trench mouth. It is something like pyorrhoea. The gums come loose around the teeth and are very tender and sore but it is nothing dangerous. It is lucky as it keeps me off physical torture for a few days. We have had some photos taken here. I will send you one when I get them. How is everyone keeping? I suppose you have got your crop all in by this time. Well, you want to get the next ship and spend a few months in England and Scotland, though things are pretty dull here on account of the war. You cannot go anywhere without meeting wounded men. Well, that is about all for this time. Hoping you are all well as this leaves me. Your affectionate son, Ronald P.S. I have just received a parcel from you containing socks, dates, cakes, and maple sugar. Give my thanks to Mrs. Macleod for the sugar. All the boys say it is good. The parcel has been to the trenches and back, and was pretty well battered up but everything was OK.
Ronnie