Just got back from a four mile route march. We passed by Bramshott church. It is very old some say 1107. It is all covered with ivy, and as soon as I get a chance I'll get a snap of it The houses are very much different from Ontario and the roads flanked with hedges. There are no able bodied civilians around here and in fact no one but old people. The country is surely pretty. Still there is no country like "my ain country" and no girl like my own.
No I'll not forget to write dear and I'll never forget the few minutes we have had together at S.F. I'm not lonesome nor downhearted but I'm surely thinking of you and what might have been had this war not intervened. Still we were wise that we did not marry, no matter what our hearts prompted. The cause is worthy and I don't regret the sacrifice except for your sake.
Well dear girl I will close with love from