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Date: September 1916

Cheriton, Kent, England. YMCA
Sept, 1916

Dear "Non"

Tank youse fer de jake letter youse writ me. De gontree is werey pretty hear. Therarr piles of little burrards sangin all over everawhur. A nashty little kid yur size sits on the fance und swers like the dickens at us. I feeal like nocking his uppur leep with a brick sumtimes. He cussis awful. I hope you never do "Non" becus you know it realy aint smart to swear becus you hear the other fellus doing it every day. Just think to yourself hoaw silly they ur tu do it. They don't know any better.

I am writing this in a dandybig green tent which has lots of writing tables in it and all the paper you want. Help this pen has the cobbly weables. Hellup help. It is running away now so I will dip it in the ink. That is better.

Tomorrow morning we are going to Sancate for another swim before breakfast.

Here is what one of our corporals calls a mustache Adrian is talking of growing one. His will be like this

Good night and help Mum all you can by being good.

Your loving big brother, Sid