S.C.A. Camp Home
France,
March 18, 1918

Dear Helen,
I have just received your Easter Greetings, and also the "Epistaxis", both of which I appreciated very much. The "Epistaxis" certainly brought back to my mind fond remembrances of days spent at old Varsity.

I suppose your term will be drawing to a close now, and you will be spending many weary hours preparing for the examinations. I am sure that you have had a good time during the term, and will not mind spending a little extra effort in order to convince the powers that be, that you have done a bit of work as well as have a good time.

I am well and getting on O.K. We are having May weather now, and I believe that it is quite a normal season. Everything is getting fresh and beautiful, except the horrible devastation caused by the war. The ruined villages etc. still remain as convincing evidence of the destructiveness of the Hun.

I had a letter from Mabel Gracey last night, and as she enclosed a few 'jokes', I decided to send you one I just read in "Blighty": "The latest German idea of camouflage: they paint their U-boats operating off the Scottish coast with English jokes - so the Scotsmen won't see them."

I suppose that everything is as per usual at old Toronto. Have you made the acquaintance of Doc. Satterly, or any of the Physics profs? Some of the Household Science class used to have lectures in the Physics building. It used to make the lab. work a bit more interesting sometimes, if we should be lucky enough to be of any assistance to these fair intruders. Do you remember 'Gerry'? I believe he is demonstrating over there in the Physics lab
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I had one of the Smithville journals - (I believe it was the 'Review', Ha! Ha!) - and I read a glowing report of a marriage service that had recently taken place. It only goes to show that "the older order changeth" etc. It will go down as another war romance I suppose.

Do you see Fred Murgatroyd very often? I suppose that he is cutting quite a dash around old Victoria. I certainly would like to be there now, but 1 guess I will have to wait till "Apres Ie guerre."

I must close now, hoping to hear from you again soon. I will enclose a queer-looking picture that 1 had taken in Blighty.
As ever,
Your friend,
G.M. Shrum.