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men as there must be in Vancouver, you'd simply jump into my arms & smother me with kisses, if I returned just now -  Its jolly rough on you poor old girl - Honestly though, I really would like to drop in & have a long chat with you just now, & I couldn't lecture you one bit dear old girl.  We've had some awfully nice chats, in those old times, when things were going well haven't we Dodie dear? Though you never took my advice when I tried to reform you, but you always listened most attentively & agreed.

I don't think I told you that I went over to France taking charge of a draft of men consigned to the Front - did I?  Well I did, & had quite an amazing time. There was a Colonel (Canadian) also conducting a draft on the same train to Southhampton & he & I got quite chummy together.  He was a funny old bird.

Our lunch consisted of tough chicken legs & stale [illegible] in lunch baskets & you really ought to have seen the old boy gnaw his chicken leg - held it in both hands & gnawed it,  & then when he had sucked it clean he tossed the bone out of the window - didn't seem to have any use for such trash or knife fork & plate.

It made me chuckle to think what an English officer would have said if he'd seen him & just fancy he was a Colonel.  Couldn't speak Kings English, & hadn't the foggiest notion of Military matters, & that old fool will be put in charge of 1000 lives in France later on. Oh it makes me savage to think of it.  There are such a lot of similarly ignorant uneducated [swines] walking about as Brigadiers, Colonel & Majors, &  none of them have the slightest inclination to inform their [illegible] or fit themselves for the position of trust reposed in them.  Never do they think of the [thousands]

BC Archives, MS-0089, Box 1, File 4
GLASSFORD, Deborah Florence (Leighton).  Vancouver
Correspondence inward, 1916