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this (Advance just on) it was out of the question", neither would he let me want these, so out I went beastly miserable and back to England. I managed to get some more lorries up to Béthune and a train to Boulogne and here I am back in England at Seaford with the 1st Can Res Bn under Col Hulme. Damn it all.

I'm still working away to get over again and hope I succeed. I honestly think the war will be over by the end of 1918 though of course no chance of it this year.

Now old dear give my love to your mother and father and to the Wilsons and accept the same yourself, and don't you ever dare to insinuate that I don't write enough to you. This is the longest letter of my life and is indeed a complete history of

Yours

Bertie

I had the devils own job in making the inhabitants of France understand my wants - the damned fools didn't understand English nor did they even understand their own blooming lingo cure 'em. I suppose, being country blighters, couldn't get on to my pure Parisian accent. You ought to have heard me asking a pretty girl once for jam when I was having tea. - It's perfectly true I asked her "comme fruit" but using a wrong word now & then ought not to have prevented her using her intelligence - that is if she had any - However, another bloke came in & I said For Heavens sake try & make this blinking

BC Archives, MS-0089 Box 1 File 5 / GLASSFORD, Deborah Florence (Leighton). Vancouver / Correspondence inward, 1917.