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Cashiered[?]. I've been 2 years trying to get to the Front & I'm not going to be to be a Barrack Room soldier any longer. What the Hell do they suppose I joined for. Damn the Canadians & their rotten way of doing things. The only other worry I've got is that breakfast is over at 8:30 am & my damn batman wakes me at 8 am. Why the devil they can't make breakfast run to 9:30 passes my comprehension - I've got nothing to do except eat sleep drink & be merry, & they go & knock off one hour of my sleep. It really is too damn bad - don't you think so? Talk about wine women & song as the enjoyments of life - why I don't get any. Wine is too blinking expensive & an occasional whisky is all I can run to. I'm not allowed to sing, the women are much too dangerous. Every one is warned against them, for the hospitals are full through it. So you can quite understand how really cheery it is in their cursed hole.

Things are very different now from when I first met you - Jany 1912 - for I had plenty of women then & you had lots of men to play off one against the other - seems to me you played them a bit too well - There'll be lots of fun again after the war so cheer up old girl &

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