I have not been writing many letters lately owing to moving operations. I always try to send you a Fieldcard every week so that you will know I am still all right. Things have been going fast and furious here lately. A week ago yesterday we had a successful go at the Prussians. At present we are bivouacked in a field about four miles from the firing line under orders to move at any moment for another attack.
There is one consolation here and that is we are fighting on ground the Huns held a few weeks ago. It's far more cheerful to know we are going ahead than to stay in the same old trenches.
The Germans certainly made themselves comfortable in their dugouts. They dug forty feet down into the ground and most of these were equipped with spring beds and electric lights, etc. Now we have all his dugouts and we have driven him where he has hardly time to dig in before he is again forced to be on the run.
Remember me to everybody at home.