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Date: July 12th 1915
Herbert Durand

Letter from Pte. Durand

Some Where in Belgium,
July 12, 1915.

Received your kind letter some time ago, while we were in the trenches, we have been out for 7 days to-morrow night.
We have great times when we are out, there are 4 Battalions in our Brigade and we play ball against each other, and I had a weeks leave to Paris and I certainly enjoyed myself. It's the first leave that I have had since I came to France. Everybody gets a chance to go where they want to, some go to England, Scotland, Ireland, but none go to Canada.
I am going to send you some souvenirs. I haven't got many because I never carry anything that I don't really want, but I will try and get you some good ones the next time I come out of the trenches. I found a pair of prayer beads that belonged to a fellow that was buried just out side of our trenches. I am sending you a piece of shrapnel that would have killed me only for my back. It buried itself in my overcoat that was in my pack, and a German bullet that buried itself in the butt of my rifle.
I tried to get a job in the mechanical transport, but I cannot for a while yet.
I don't know if you got my last letter or not, but I said you could send some kind of cake or anything that you think I would like. Some butter and some Abdulla cigarettes. This will be all for now. Write soon, and remember me to all.
From your loving son,