France,
26/5/18.

My Dear Mir.,

Not very much to-night, as it is nearly time to roll in. I must tho answer yours of a month ago. You are certainly doing pretty well since you started your new schedule.

It is surely good that you were able to have Mater with you, if for only a week. I certainly envy you the opportunity. I know the Mater is worrying more or less, but while alone, she must be pretty busy, which does not give her a great deal of time to think. Nert will soon be back on the scene tho, and they will have a little more time to get out

I did not know Jack Davis was in Toronto. What in the deuce is he doing now? There will soon be as many in Toronto, as there used to be in Mitchell. What on earth is the matter with [Reede?] and family? Nearly every letter, they are ill. Give them my best, next time you see them.

I would like to see you with that bunch of youngsters, I’ll bet your language isn’t just exactly what they should hear at times, what?

Rather cold here to-night, but bright and I went for a long walk right after tea (5PM) I returned shortly after seven rather tired and lay my head on the table to rest for a minute and fell dead to the world for nearly an hour.

I am sending home a couple of imitation shells which will make pretty good hairpin boxes for you and Nert. It is terribly hard to get anything in this line, that is at all useful. I want a little silver powder box for Floss with the crest of Calais on, but as yet have been absolutely unable to locate one.

Well Dear, have as much fun as you can, there, Love to the girls.

Your loving brother,
Worth.