Original Letter

 

France, 6–9–17

 

My Dearest,

Last nights mail brought me two glorious letters – 29th and thirty – the latter having been censored quite a bit. I don’t mean that there was anything censored out of it but it had been read. It nervoused me all up until I read it although I might have known better. Sweetheart they were beautiful letters and I just gorged on them. I had been just starved for letters and was just unutterably lovesome for you and for word from you. I read them twice last night and found time to have another good read this morning. I do hope that you are getting my letters by now. I feel most conscience smitten about not writing those two days but I did explain, didn’t I, that as we were on the move it was impossible. It shall not occur again however. If I can’t find time or a place to write I shall send you a whiz bang. I am glad that you got safely back to the farm (more worrying on my part wasted) and I should be perfectly content to have you stay there I am sure it is the lov[e]liest place and I know that they are the great people. And I feel highly flattered about the pup being named after me. The fact that he has beaucoup fleas does not worry me nor make me think less highly of the honour done me, as some of my best friends here are very very lousy and every time I see any of them scratching I say to myself there but for an ounce of wit and few drops of creosol scratches old Playfair.

I am glad that you settled with Madame L. without too much difficulty. Immediately after I left the house I felt ashamed of myself but I was so upset and troubled at leaving you that I wasn’t the slightest bit rational. If she was a little grasping she was nice to you when you came first and was complaisant. But I am sure that you left her smiling. To-day has been the same as yesterday sunshiny and warm. It rained in the night but our dug out is proof against wet and [I] never even knew it rained until this morning.

But what made me gladdest of all in your letters was the grand lot of love you wrote me It is just wonderful, Dear that you should love me at all but to have you love me such a lot is heavenly. I never deserved such luck and always in my prayers the bulk of my thankfulness is for the love of the best of women. I think of you constantly, Sweetheart You are always in my thoughts. I am terribly lonely without you, away from you, but even in my loneliness I pity all those men about me for although they may have someone who thinks of them they are when compared to me, to be pitied. I love you, Dearest, with every atom of me, and always I am longing for the day when we shall be together again for ever and ever. There can be nothing better than that Sweetest I must close now. All my love.

Ross

 

P.S. I shall write Madame Head ce soir. I was really only waiting until you got there safely to do so. I shall never forget what they have done for us. Ross

Operation Order

... the 50th Battalion will move into SUPPORT, taking over the accommodation vacated by the 46th Battalion. ... Completion of relief to be wired to Battalion Headquarters by Code word “SAVOY”. ... Battalion Headquarters will close in PIANO DUG-OUT and open in ANXIOUS Trench simultaneously at 9.30 P.M.

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War Diary

Very quiet throughout the day. No sniping. Enemy aircraft fairly active. Considerable enemy movement was observed. We were relieved by the 46th Battalion at 1.05 A.M. 7th inst. and passed into Brigade Support. ... Casualties 2 Other Ranks. A great deal of work was done during this tour improving the line and three posts were established in advance of the line taken over.

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Map

  • Location: Anxious Trench
  • Battalion role: Support

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