Pte. RICHARD MAY WRITES

Mrs. John May has received following letter from her son, Pte. Richard May:

France, August 19th

Dear Mother:
Just a few lines hoping to find you well as it leaves me. 1 sent you a field card a couple of days ago, for I was at the hospital for six days with a sore side. But it is well again and I am back with the Battalion. We were just getting ready to go over the top to pay the Germans a visit when a shell landed up on top of the brick place, and it covered seven of us up, and some were killed. The rest of us got out all right, and I was sent to the hospital, 1 was reported wounded, but I was not very bad, not enough to worry about. A few bricks hit me on the left side, and 1 reported to the doctor, and he sent me to the place where I stayed for six days and then came back to the battalion. My friends all thought that I was wounded, and sent to London, I was not bad enough for that, and one thing that I can say is that I think myself very lucky, for I will have been over here in France for one year and two months now, and I have only had a little cut on the shoulder and a little knock on the side. So I call that lucky, and I think that the good Lord must be with me, to bring me through it all, for 1 have been in some pretty dangerous places. But cheer up and remember the old saying, it is better to be born lucky than to be rich. But I have the good Lord with me, and he will bring me back to the dear old place called COBOURG again. I do not think that it will be long now before you will hear that this war is over, and the sooner the better, for there will be a lot of happy boys as soon as we hear it. Believe me, I will be one of the happy ones. Well Mother, I guess I will have to bring this letter to a close. Give my best regards to all our folk at home. I must say good-bye for this time.
Your affectionate son,
DICK MAY.