Somewhere in France.
Dec. 12., '16.

Dear Lulu

I wonder whether you are getting the letters I am addressing to you so frequently, and whether you are getting tired of them! I shall not know until I get one from you I suppose. So far I have received only one from you, and that seems ages ago. Things happen very quickly here, so days seem like weeks. Anyway if you have written as often and as much as you "threatened", there should be quite a budget awaiting me somewhere. It may be that all my correspondence is awaiting me at the new battalion to which I have been attached. If you got my letters all the history of that transaction will be old news.

Tonight I was speaking to a man who enlisted in Truro - on of several men I have spoken to who belong to Nova Scotian Regiments. He knew nothing of your brother's battalion, except that it had been cut up into detachments to various other battalions. So I have not met Amley yet. You will probably know better than I can find out where he is. If you send me his present battalion, I may be able to meet him.

Our own men still talk of Digby, Lulu. They all speak very highly of its kindness; they all want to pay it a visit again. Corporal Peel I left in England. He was not taken in the first draft, for which I was very sorry indeed, for he was a good fellow. However, men here seem to want to be divided from men they like, as they think they would rather one cam through perfectly safe, than risk both. Practically all my best friends in the battalion are in the same little England gel, Huntley, Garland, Reidell, Bowes, etc... I wonder whether you are vexed with me for trying to get to France in the first draft? You must forgive me anyway, Lulu.

Give my kind regards to Jessie, the Abrahamsons and Smalleys, and to your mother and father. I wish you were where I could see you, but of course that cannot be. Perhaps it will be Xmas by the time this reaches you, so I wish you a very, very happy Xmas, & a bright & prosperous new year.

Yours as ever
Tom

P.S. In case you did not get my letters I will give my address again
No. 252656, Pte Thos. W. Johnson, 102nd Batt., Canadian Contingent
B.E.F. Army Post Office, London.