Elsinore
27 Spring Street
January 26th 1918
25 letter and fear not the last
My Dear Norman
I am writing another letter tonight tho I have had none from you since but I see there is a mail in tomorrow, so am in hopes of having one on Monday...it is a month since I heard last. So I ought to have 3 or 4 on Monday. I do wish the mails would come after it seems terrible waiting week after week.
Well my dear boy. I suppose you are feeling the cold over there now. I see by the paper they are having blizzards so it must be cold..but you have plenty of warm clothes, so put them on you. How are you off for socks? I sent you a pair in the last parcel I sent. I hope you get them safe. How about the draft I sent? I suppose you have got it before this, or the duplicate I sent about three weeks after.
Well my dear son, how are you getting on? Do you feel happy in your work, or do you wish you had not gone?...but it will be a nice change for you and of course you can come home when you like.
I think the war will soon be over. I think they will make peace of course if you go by the Bible it is to be over this February, next month, lets hope so. It will be a joyful day.........us they all gave. Reg Hancock was welcomed home in the school room on Wednesday night. I didn't know what it was or a should have gone in. Miss Marsden asked your Pa and I to go in but I was too tired, still had I known it was a welcome back to Reg I should have gone. I don't think he was at the front- was sick all the time. I think they say he is very thin. I know young Anderson is fat enough. I saw him in church the other Sunday night. Oh Norman I do feel tired. You know our Harvest festival is tomorrow and your Pa went over to town for a couple of days and got his bag of wheat and went up to Illma's the next day and got a lot of corn stalks and corn. Some of them were 8 foot long. I don't know how he got it home. The Station master told him at Mulgrave he would have to book it and couldn't go by that train. He went down the train and the Pa put it on and jumped on and off. So he had trouble with the train, but got it on safely. It was given out on Sunday.
We went to decorate on Friday on account of Saturday being holiday and who do you think turned up? Your father and I. Mr and Mrs Manning were away for a holiday and he came home late Friday night when we nearly had it al done. Not one of the girls came near. Mr Gooud and Mrs Beard came in later on. Mr Leard?is still here, doesn't know when he will be going yet of course. The boat he was on has been sold. He wants to go on a troopship if he can get one.
We heard last week that Cecil Miller was wounded. It was in the paper. I suppose thee will be some letters in the mail. It says Cecil Miller from Young..I suppose they would get word up there at the farm and I wonder if he knows that Stan Thring was killed. I hear that Daphne King is engaged to a Doctor. That must have been the Doctor's place she was going to out at Randwick when you were there.
I hope you get the photos safe Norman. Mrs King was playing at the "Welcome" the other night. I don't know how she could.
It is strange that officer never sent or brought the parcel you gave him. Really, you can't trust anyone these times.
I wrote to the Secretary in Melbourne to know if the 'Anchises' had gone back again. You get no news here about her. I expect she has gone. He might have posted it from Melbourne. He could have done that much for you surely.
I had Olive Emery here last Wednesday. She is staying at the Barton's. They live out at Haberfield now and I gave Muriel your address and told her to write to you. She said she would. Olive said she would write. Ettie Castles said she wrote to you, but you never answered it. I told her you wouldn't have had time to get it. I suppose you didn't get my 3rd or 4th letters. I forgot to number some of them, but I must do so again.
I haven't seen Bob (Rob) Harvison for such a time. I think Claud's photo very good, don't you? Mt Gooud gave me Charlie's diary to read just this afternoon.
Well my darling son, I think I have given you all the news I can think of. Have you got your Pa's letter yet? I don;'t know whether he will write another one.
They are singing away in the church now, Sunday morning. Let me know if you want anything. I see the food is getting scarce. Do you get enough to eat? Better rest, fondest love from your loving mother.
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