No. 63
France
22/3/18.

My Dear Sis,

I won’t write very much to-night, as I hardly feel in writing mood, am nearly paralyzed for want of sleep, I got about an hour at noon which I surely enjoyed. This business of getting up at six every morning in the year, does get tiresome at times you know. There are no Sunday Mornings to lie in till noon, if you feel like it.

I got the first copy of my “Post” today and it is the most homelike thing I have seen for some time. I’ll try & read for a little while, but it is hard to settle down.

I have your two letters of the 3^rd & 18^th [?], but none later. Am glad you and the Mater were over your cold’s, mine has quite gone & I feel jake as far as health goes.

So you don’t think much of Georgie, I suppose she has changed, but, believe me, she is not bleached. She was quite a kid when I first knew her. She always had quite a good color too, which is not to be wondered at, in one so fair. I often used to wonder, if she too were developing T.B. It was of this, her mother died.

I never heard from you, nor from home, just what the results were on your exams. If you told me, that letter also has gone.

Well Honey, this is all for to-night.

Lovingly,
Worth.