27 Nov. 1917
Dear Mother -
I have received two more letters from you since last I wrote - on Oct. 21 and on Oct. 28. Since writing last, I have moved around a bit and we are now quite well fixed. Yes what you thought is now again true - lots of rain and mud but not so bad now. For some time past, I have been in lots of wet and mud with never a chance to get by a fire or anywhere to get thoroughly dried out. Tonight, from the ruins of a house, I am writing on a table with a fine, warm fire near by. It certainly seems pleasant, and very quiet here. You mustn't worry at all about me now.
I hate to think that you had to work so hard trying to get in those potatoes. It must have been a cold, miserable sort of job anyway, and then you had so much else to do. Do take good care of yourself and don't try to do too much. Those were nice little letters I had from Harold and Arthur. Arthur is getting to be quite a writer, isn't he? I suppose he has changed quite a lot. I guess there are lots of the fellows trying to get exempted. Natural, I suppose, that they should object to being forced into a thing when they have had over three years to go in voluntarily and have not done it. Such men will not be of much use - too bad that we should have conscription and worse that so many should try to get exempted - it isn't playing the game and exposes a sad state of affairs in Canada. It is odd isn't it? - the large number of apparently healthy fellows there are who have something wrong with them. I knew, of course, that Clarence would not be fit and even had an idea that Wilbert was not really healthy but the White boys I thought were alright.
Well Xmas will be around soon. Hope you shall have as good a time as possible. I expect to have extra pay, special dinners, quiet position, etc. Not bad at all you know. Love to all.