France
Saturday July 8th 1916.
My Dear Harry,
Thanks for your last Sunday’s letter which I received yesterday. I am glad that you have at last received a letter from me, but I have written two & possibly three. I daresay, however, you will by this time have received another. I believe that owing to the bombardment you read about in the English papers our letters are held up somewhere as of course it is most important that no news however insignificant shall leak through. I think there is no harm in my saying we are doing our share, and everyone is very optimistic here, which feeling is quite justified even by the scant news you get in England. As B.J. Dillon and all the other critics say, this is an artillery war which means a huge amount of work and effort by the artillery. Lessons have of course been taught by previous efforts, with I am sure advantageous results in this instance.
I am afraid you must have been disappointed at not receiving letters from me for such a long time but as you will see by the date of my letters it is no fault of mine and therefore your opening remarks are not deserved. I always endeavour to answer any letter within two days of its receipt, and usually succeed. My letters to Mother must also have been delayed, although lately she seems to be receiving some.
It has not been anything like as pleasant here during the past week as it was the first fortnight we were here. The weather has been wretched, possibly owing to the gunfire and the consequence is that our position is a sea of mud of a most tenacious nature. To add to our troubles our dugout did not prove proof against the heavy rain, but by hanging up mess tins here and there we have managed to keep dry while sleeping. Everything however is dismally damp but it will take much worse than that to damp our spirits. After the little I have already seen out here I am much more inclined to agree with Alan’s comparison of our lot with that of the Infantry, as altho’ we get plenty of hard work we can make ourselves infinitely more comfortable and settled.
I would very much like to be able to write you freely as to the position out here but the authorities now are justly very strict and the safest plan is to mention nothing at all; this makes letter writing very difficult as we are in no way concerned with anything but military matters, and except with letters from home and an occasional newspaper are quite cut off from the World. My opinion is that all us fellows being out here away from home for such a time, will be the making of home life when the War is over, as it is impossible to imagine how some of the fellows now talk about their homes and people and how they now value them. It is not a question of homesickness at all.
They are keeping you in suspense as to your new appointment and station, but I hope you will shortly hear some news and that you will soon be settled.
I am glad to hear of Alan and to know he is well. Seeing so much makes me very concerned with regard to him, altho’ our efforts are making it easier for them.
It is good of you to ask what you can do for me and I know I need not be afraid of mentioning anything that I imagine I could do with, but at present there is no need for my troubling you. I would like you, more than anything, to continue writing me every Sunday, even though you don’t get anything from me, which I can promise will not be any fault of mine.
Give my fondest love to Ethel & with best wishes
Yours, Bernard.
P.S. Do you remember the name of the place just outside Dublin where I had a game of golf when I was in Ireland last? I have been trying to think of it recently, one of the fellows here has played on most courses round Dublin. B.
P.S.S. A very funny thing happened here today – some German prisoners were being escorted back and when they were not far from here the German guns opened fire. The prisoners ran like mad and the escort (with full pack on) had a hard job to keep up with them. Of course the Germans did not know they were shelling their own men, they were just indulging in a quiet straff. B.
In envelope addressed to Harry R King, Esq., Munmore, Zion Road, Rathgar, Dublin. Ireland. Ansd 16.7.16
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