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C. Company 135th Batt. Parkhill [illegible word] Jan. 16, '16
Your welcome letter arrived and I was certainly glad to get it. I was kind of glad you had decided to come home, for I think you certainly struck the right note. Also, you have made a break into institutional work and know the working of them and that knowledge will always be a great use to you. But I want to tell you you are wanted at home. I think you are needed there; but putting that aside, I know you are wanted there. Father never
[sideways left margin] P.S. Am out of envelopes. Borrowed this.
says much, but I was working with him all last summer and if he doesn't feel your absence as much as any one, my name isn't McNaughton. Father is gruff but he is a very emotional man, but considers it a sign of weakness to show any signs of it and so he goes to other extremes. He even gets mad at everything in general in order to relieve his feelings. I have had many a laugh to myself, for if I say it myself, I think I understand father better than any of you. His ideas, of course, are old fashioned, and so will yours when you are his age and so is everybody's.
Page 3 My handkerchiefs arrived the other day. I wonder where they found them. I have not been home since; I would have gone this weekend but the Colonel of the Battalion came to inspect us yesterday, and our chaplain to preach to us to-day, and so no week-end passes were allowed. The Chaplain is certainly some speaker; he is a former presbyterian minister of Parkhill.
We had our first route march last week, when we marched to Beechwood and back, a total distance of twenty-one miles. I felt fine, but it got some of them. There is nothing at Beechwood but a Presbyterian church and an
I.O.F Hall. The ladies had some feed prepared for us. Instead of feeding one hundred men, they had enough for five Hundred. It is the nicest country church I ever saw, and is clear of the debt. We got a few recruits there.
Next week we march to Greenway - the return trip being sixteen miles. The English Church at Greenway feeds us. We expect to get a number of recruits there. An ancient grudge exists between Greenway and Parkhill, so tact will be necessary.
Last Wednesday night The Catholic Church here gave us a smoker in the town hall, and also a concert, and a swell lunch. We certainly had a fine time.