D
edicated
to the memory of

Arthur James Sloan
Second Lieutenant
Royal Field Artillery
1893-1918
Age 25
The Gang
"Arthur and Margaret"
The Story
The following is a
compiled list of letters written by Arthur James Sloan, they were written
between the years of 1914 thru 1918. In the truest sense they are love letters
that were written to Margaret Graydon, but the words within them describe the
accounts of Arthur during his time during World War I. These two young people
were happily involved with one another prior to the out break of the Great War,
both residing in Mount Florida, a district of Glasgow, Scotland. The letters
evolved from the fact that Arthur had enlisted into the 3rd Highland (H) Brigade
R.F.A. (51st Highland Division) and with his departure to begin his training, a
remarkable series of correspondences begins.
As the story opens,
Arthur is sailing to England, then by train back to Scotland, to camp Buddon,
near Dundee. After a short stay at Buddon, it's back to England, to Bedford, a
Artillery training camp, a will remained there until his Division is called into
service and sent to the Western Front in France.
"Arthur and Margaret"
Chapter I
1914
"The Separation"
words by
Arthur J Sloan
Letter #1
S.S."Teucer"
Port of Liverpool
Sunday 14th June 1914
7:30 A.M.
My Dear Margaret.
We arrived here this morning “all well”. We left Glasgow at 1:30 P.M. on
Saturday, dropped the Pilot at Greenock at 3:53 P.M., passed Ailsa Craig at 7:19
P.M., went to bed at 11:15 P.M., weather hazy, calm, cool. Up at 4:50 A.M.
Sunday, passed the bar at 5:15 A.M., had coffee & hot buttered toast at 6 A.M.,
and dropped anchor off Liverpool at 6:53 A.M., where we are now waiting for the
tide, to go into dock about 2:30 P.M. How’s that for a log. We had a lovely sail
round, the wind was with us and it was fine just “sprawling” all over the deck.
The Officers are all very decent especially the Chief Engineer a Scotchman, the
only one. He is always pointing things out to me, and giving me various “tips”,
such as how to sleep, I mean the way to go to bed, you know what I mean and a
host of other things, all of which I appreciate very much. Liverpool seems not a
bad place from what I have seen of it, although one can’t judge very much from
the ship here. Liverpool is very low lying. I am going to stay here tonight & go
down to New Brighton tomorrow morning & look for a barn to sleep in. Well I will
need to stop now as the breakfast bell is going & you know well I could not miss
that. I will let you know as soon as I fix digs.
Your own Arthur
P.S. Mind & behave.
P.S. I am quite sober.
Letter #2
c/o Mrs. Rawlinson
4 Victoria Rd.
New Brighton
Cheshire
Wednesday. 8 P.M.
I forget the date (June 1914)
My Dear Margaret,
I was so pleased to get your long letter this morning. No it was not too long, I
will take double next time if you like. I got digs in a hotel on Sunday night in
Birkenhead. It seemed such a strange way to spend that day just loafing about
the deck & not able to go to church altho’ I heard the bells & in plenty of time
too. It must have been fine at Eaglesham on Saturday & I am glad you enjoyed
yourself, but you must cheer up especially at night, dear: but I should not
talk. I must confess I felt a little bit home sick last night. Isn’t it strange
that one feels like that in the evening. I think it is the seeing other chaps
with their young ladies and a good sunset like what I have seen these last few
evenings. I was at Chester today. It is a lovely place. It is all so quaint,
some of the buildings date as far back to the 15th century. I sailed up the Dee
in the afternoon & it was simply gorgeous. It is just like some of the places
described in love stories you read about. I never thought such scenes excised.
All the back gardens come right down to the river & they have all their own
“pier” & rowing boat, the kind you see in those pictures of the Thames. All the
young men were out in flannels & with their lady loves in white, it was a
delightful scene. I can’t describe it here in words. I will need to get a
special night to tell you all about it. Everything seems different here, even
the sunset. I think it is the want of hills for a background. The whole sky &
sea is just one red mass. It really puts one in a kind of sentimental mood. I
was going to say discontented but that would be wrong of me. I am wondering what
you are about now, is it tennis. Oh! I forgot it is not your turn tonight,
however altho’ I am not beside you, you know I am thinking of you & what usually
happens on a Wednesday evening. My landlady was anxious to know who the sender
was, that it should keep me off my breakfast, I can tell you my dear Margaret, I
felt inclined to show her it, I was so proud of it, my first.
I am constantly being reminded of your name here, one of the best pleasure boats
is called “La Margaret” and the first piece of music I picked of the piano was a
song addressed to you. I enclose a copy of the first verse. My thoughts
were that way anyhow. I am afraid I will need to stop now as I can hardly see
what I am writing & have about two miles to walk for my bed & supper. See &
write soon, a nice cheery letter I will be home soon now. Kind regards to
Guy and best love to your dear self.
Your affectionate Arthur
Letter #3
New Brighton
19th June 14
My Dear Margaret.
I am again squatted on my sand seat, feeling a
bit tired. I received your very nice letter this morning, for which please
accept my best thanks. My landlady must of known the writing for instead of
keeping till I got down for breakfast, she very kindly “shoved” it under the
door. I was just in the act of getting up, and when I saw it, I can assure you I
got up in double quick time, got it & went back to bed, to digest it. Aren’t I a
very lazy boy, Margaret. However I enjoyed my breakfast doubly well after. You
seem surprised I was so early last Sunday morning. So was I. But I have not done
it since & don’t intend to again in a hurry. I am fishing along here all on my
own & managing A.I. Don’t you worry, dear, there are none of the young ladies
here exactly to my taste, you see I have such a sweat little one at home that I
will be very hard to please any where else I go. Fact. I was at Southport
yesterday it is a very pretty place, but not up to Chester, too gay. The
Lancashire Yorkshire Rail Co. run electric trains from Liverpool to Southport,
you talk about observation cars, they are not in it. Today I went to Port
Sunlight, it is very pretty too. I will be showing a great pile of photos later
on.
I am feeling a bit tired now, and I intend to do
a bit of loafing now. It is another glorious evening & exceptionally clear. The
river is full of ships as it is high tide. Just a minute till I light my pipe,
its gone out, its my only mate so far. The White Star ship
“Baltic” is passing just now a beautiful 25,000 ton boat, with one of the famous
Blue Funnel passenger boats behind it. It is a grand sight. I could name about
twenty large boats in sight from the “Aquitania” downwards. I hope I am
not tiring you, my dear., but I am enjoying myself tonight its beautiful.
When I was on my why to Port Sunlight, I
enquired the road from a policeman at a place called New Ferry, he told me &
asked me who I was, & then asked if I was from Glasgow. He recognized my voice &
seemed so pleased to see me, he is the first Scotch man I have met so far. It
was very nice to hear a familiar accent. Dear Margaret I wish you could see the
sunset tonight, it is extra. You will be thinking me sunset daft, but I cannot
help it. One can’t help thinking of higher things on a night like this. I have
not been at church for a fortnight now but this is doing me more good than what
many a good sermon has done. I have altered my programme for coming home. I sail
home, leaving here at eight P.M. tomorrow night. I will be in Glasgow on Sunday
afternoon or evening & I will see you at night all going well. So good bye just
now dear
Your loving Arthur
I am feeling great tonight, hope you are not wearying
Letter #4
28 Second Avenue
Kings Park
Glasgow
6th July 14
Dear Margaret
I was thinking that the 2:10 train would be
rather late for tomorrow, and if you can manage the 1:39 from Mount, it will
give us a better chance of seeing the show. I hope this will not be too soon &
if it is, just come as soon after as you can manage. I will be at the book stall
under the information board as we arranged on Sunday. The procession passed down
Buchanan Street for a trail spin this forenoon & looked A.I. Mind no good
clothes or hat unless you want them spoiled.
Your affectionate Arthur
Letter #5
No 783
3rd Highland (H) Brigade R.F.A.
Buddon
(In case you forget)
Friday
7-17-14
My dear Margaret
We arrived here all safely about 9:30 last
night. We did not leave Merrend till 6 P.M., all fairly sober. Of course you
know what like I would be. We had quite a respectable crew in our carriage, one
of which was a great musician on the mouth organ, just a matter of each one what
he wished played. Do you know what one of mine was, & I got it too. He also
played of his own accord the song called after your dear self, exceeding well
for the instrument. It was raining when we arrived & continued most of the night
till about ten in the forenoon, but the afternoon & evening have been splendid.
We have got the same tent as last year with one altercation, a parsons son takes
the place of Chas Mowat, so you see that I am in very good company compared to
what it might be. However there is a great deal which could be done without
quite easily, and darling I want you to remember me at night; you have no idea
how, even the thought of having a sweetheart like you dear, keeps me straight in
speech & everything else. I hope you will excuse this short note this time
Margaret as I want to catch the 9 o’clock post, & I am just off duty. Good night
darling & write soon
Your own loving, Arthur
I have not seen Guy yet, but will give him your
message as soon as I do.
Letter #6
Buddon
Tuesday
7-21-14
My Dear Margaret.
I received your splendid big letter today. We
were out with the guns earlier than usual & the postman wasn’t in when we left,
so I did not get it till dinner time & even then I had to keep it in my pocket
for about an hour, till we had groomed & fed the horses. My thoughts were not in
my work. We have got into proper camp order now. On Friday we had fatigues all
day & Saturday we had the guns out. We had a church parade, the parson, either a
Baptist or a layman, was nothing startling. His sermon only lasted ten minutes.
Yesterday & today we have had the usual camp routine. We fired a number of blank
rounds today. We had a regular burst up last Sunday evening. You remember I had
a cake; well we had it & a service of fount, lemonade & sandwiches & cigarettes.
The boys called it my birthday supper. It was fine to have some half decent
grub, altho’ so far the food has been fairly good. I am so pleased Margaret to
hear that you are having a nice holiday & good weather. Isn’t it a pity that
these boys at camp are so rude; it is the same all over dear, you must just
ignore the unseemly language & remember that there is always one or two among
them who can behave. I don’t know how it is, but things like these just make me
all the more resolved to keep straight. Darling, although I was all right last
year, I am all the more determined this year. The very thought of your dear self
does me as much good as anything. I have something to live up to now, and am
long as I am spared I promise you I will continue it, no matter where either of
us may be. I pray God Darling that if we are to be
separated we may sometimes; here at least, meet again. Dear Margaret I
hope you will excuse me not writing more at present, I have not the heart to say
more. I will try & write a more cheery letter next time. Don’t let this worry
you Dear I will be all right tomorrow. Good night dear & God bless you
Your own loving Arthur
Letter #7
Buddon
Wednesday
My dear Margaret
I must thank you very much for being so mindful
of me. Nothing cheers me more than when I receive an envelope with your
handwriting on it. I want to apologies for the tone of yesterdays letter. I was
sorry after I had written it, and swithered whether to post it or not, but dear
you know, some thoughts of last week come back to me, so you will perhaps
forgive me this time. Somehow I feel quite cheery again altho it was not perhaps
a very fair way to go about it. You seem to be having a very fine holiday & I
just hope the good weather will continue. You are not to let your principles go
too far. If you get the chance don’t offend your landlady’s son if you think he
is all right, however I know you can choose your own company Margaret. We are
having half-holiday today & I am lying outside the tent in my short sleeves,
which are rolled up. I am fairly enjoying it, for the last few days have been
very hard, and the heat did not improve matters. Yesterday was simply a scorcher
& we were at it all day till 6 p.m. and so you can guess I was a bit tired &
just lie about till bedtime. I had the tent to myself till about 9:30, & passed
the time by venting my thoughts to you, Darling.
I have been doing extra well in laying these
last few days. Yesterday and today I was first, in the morning practice at 6
a.m., and just hope I do as well in the competition next week first prize 10/-.
Camp is becoming most interesting, now that we are into form & the horses
getting to know their work. We got paid today so I will drink to your health in
lemonade tonight. We celebrated the occasion with another good tent feed. One of
the boys received a fine big plum pudding & we had the other half of my cake,
two pounds of biscuits, lemonade & cigarettes. It is fine to have a few tidbits
now and then. I have been at the soldiers home, the last few nights, they have
some splendid concerts, one was a kind of glee party & they just reminded me of
the minstrel practices, could you ever forget them dear? One gentleman, a tenor,
sang some lovely song; sentimental, you know the kind tenors go in for. I like
them Margaret. I was in last night when up posting my letter, but was not in a
mood for that sort of thing. In fact, I am sorry to say I was half asleep most
of the time.
It was very amusing when the post arrived today.
I got yours & one from father, & Guy Young another boy got the plum pudding &
one a letter from his young lady. The first thing I got was “He’s got another
blue envelope”, so mind & let the next one be blue too. Fancy taking note of
that already. I do hope they see a lot more blue ones, dear. I saw
Guy on Monday night & gave him your message. He is
looking well. It is rather difficult seeing each other, even more so than I
thought. We never know when one another stop’s at night. Well dear Margaret I’m
afraid I need to stop & get ready. I am guard tonight, so
you can think kindly of me about 2 a.m. I have taken 5 ½ hours to this epistle &
amid a fearful dim.
Your loving Arthur
Letter #8
Buddon
Friday
7-24-14
My Dear Margaret
I really don’t know what I am going to say this
time, but being finished for the night, & not having anything special to do, I
am just going to write again. Seeing I can’t find much to say at the time, I
must just give you a little oftener. Your letter was waiting for me at
dinnertime I cannot thank you too much for remembering me as well dear. You
seemed to have had a good picnic, even without the “better” sex. I saw
Guy this morning just before he went away; I was
passing the Scripture tent, a tent in apportion to the canteen, and heard a
voice singing, which I thought I recognized. It was Guy
signing a duet with another boy, who had a soprano voice. They were singing “Oh
Alice where art thou?” & it was very nice. You said that
Guy had not written, well dear he is all right & left here quite sober,
looking very well.
We had our laying examine this afternoon, but I
did not manage to win anything. I had 59 points out of 60, so you see that I did
not do very badly at all. Dearie you will be thinking I am “blowing” about my
laying; but I did not get a prize. It is now about seven p.m. & we have had a
perfect gale today. The sun has been out all day, but it has been very cold, &
we have had the tent closed since teatime to try & get a little heat. My face &
arms are in an awful condition & I am wondering Margaret if you would like to
kiss me just now & get a mouthful of skin, excuse that nasty joke, please. I was
up the soldiers home last night again. They had a splendid programme, rather
high class for some of the men, but I enjoyed it very well. It is lovely dear to
hear some of the old songs-such a change from ragtime, which goes on from
morning till night. One young lady had a cello, is that spelt correctly and her
father a violin. They played the Humorists & Tannhauser beautifully, another
young lady gave us some splendid songs, and she had a fine voice & was so
simple. Darling I would just like to see you on that platform, you could charm
them, with some of (your) my favorite songs.
I had a postcard from
Andrew this morning just saying he had arrived. Not a word about the
voyage or anything else. I suppose he will be too busy with cousins etc. to
bother about me. How different from you Margaret. We had another birthday party
today, another member of the tent got a supply from home, & it came just at the
proper time. Our dinner was dirt cold & with the wind the meat was mixed
beautifully with sand & hay & everything else. Breakfast was composed of eggs,
which looked as if they had never felt hot water & tea with a good layer of
grease on top & an inch or so of sand in the bottom. How could my little
Margaret digest a day of that feeding? Eh, however I am not complaining, the
food has been fairly good up to today. I am going to Carnoustie tomorrow
afternoon, I get another half-holiday, only this time I am allowed to leave camp
at 2 p.m. instead of 5 p.m. You see Margaret some have to stay & feed the horses
at 4:30 p.m. & as I did that on Wednesday I am free of it tomorrow. I am going
to accept Mrs. Watson very kind invitation to tea. You know Jas. Watson who goes
to the Bible class, well it is his mother. She & my ma were very chummy in the
days of old. There is a young lady, Lizzie W. in the house, I don’t know whether
you have met her or not, she is a schoolteacher in Shawland Academy, but don’t
you worry dear, she is all right & can keep me in place. As if I ever need to,
isn’t I getting very conceited? I just hope I manage to conduct my self properly
& do act the glutton.
Well darling I will need to stop if I want to
get that post, isn’t he an awful nuisance. I have spent a very nice evening
writing this & have had the tent all to my self, two of the are on guard & the
rest are away after the, well I have no right to say too much as I am not
exactly sure, but I think I am correct. You are quite right with
Andrew address, Lansdowne Rd. I hope you are
enjoying your holiday & not taking too much exertion, you see I will want you to
be able for a walk very soon now. That is the only thing that makes me wishes
camp were over, but never mind. Margaret another week and well you’ll know for
your self. Give my kind regards to your Mother & Jamie & much love to your own
self.
Your loving Arthur
Just as I was leaving Mary
she said, “I suppose you are remembering Margaret did not leave with the
intentions of being away forever”. She said it half serious & half smiling I
thought it very good of her, & a good reminder to me, if necessary. Don’t worry
sweetheart, I am still the same independent Arthur.
Chapter II
"War is Declared"
Europe has been preparing for War in which no one wants, young
men from all over are preparing for such a war when it happens. This story is
about one young man and his duty to his country. We see Arthur balancing this
duty of honor, with that of his newfound love (Margaret).
As the story opens
Arthur has left his dear one behind and he has already shown to us his enduring
love for Margaret. The one thing he really desires is an (impossible dream), his
commitment to his country has taken him away from the one thing he wants.
In Arthur’s case, the words of Margaret will keep him going in his journey,
which will endure for many months, even years. We will be able to follow Arthur
on this very long journey; in time we will know him like we know few.
Within the last month we
see Arthur in the beginning of his training, we see what camp life is like for
the young men who don’t realize what lie’s ahead in their lives. For just now
War has started, 28th July, Austria declares war, 1st August, Germany declares
war, and 4th August, Great Britain declares war. We are truly blessed to be able
to relive this epic story thru Arthur’s hand.
Letter #9
Buddon
Sunday
7-26-14
My dear Margaret
It is now Sunday night about 7:30 p.m. I have
the tent to myself, & all the boys have gone to Carnoustie on the usual game. I
have spent the last half hour re-reading your beautiful letter. I have enjoyed
it very much and think it quite a suitable way to spend Sunday evening. I would
like to be with you for a night with your white frock, you must look fine. Never
mind Margaret some time we will have a holiday together. So you can look forward
to that darling. We had another church parade this morning at 9 a.m. The
minister, a Dundee gentleman was very good, he had on the full military uniform
with two medals. His sermon was from one of Paul’s epistles, I am sorry to say I
forget which. It was about the honor of having a good citizenship; you know how
Paul benefited at times by being a Roman Citizen; well he started to speak about
our great citizenship, British and then went on to the other greater
citizenship, you know what I mean darling. It was splendid. He then went on
telling the men to think at times today, seeing we have a slack time on Sunday
about the way in which they support their high king, these are the words he
used, in language & moral doing etc. He had a beautiful voice dear & I don’t
know how they could help being impressed; but some were just there usual
immediately after. Isn’t it sad Margaret.
We have had the rest of the day to ourselves
except at stables at 1 p.m. & 4:30 p.m. I had a grand sleep this after-noon, in
fact the whole tent were in the land of nod till tea time, and then they had all
to change for a night in Carnoustie, leaving here about 6 p.m., & I have had a
very nice hour & a half. It has cleared up a fine evening, having poured all day
up to four or five. My tent door is open & the horse that
I look after is just opposite. The poor thing has taken cholic, sand cholic,
this is a disease common to horses at camp. It is caused by them eating sand
which gets mixed up with their food. It is all swollen up & I expect it will be
shot tomorrow morning. I do fell sorry for it; he was such a nice animal,
so quiet & obedient. I got on very well with it. We had to shoot three this year
for the same cause. You must be thinking me very pettish darling, but you have
no idea how attached one becomes to them even in a fortnight time. Well dear
Margaret I will again need to stop another short letter, but I like, rather to
write less & often as things crop up. I am expecting a letter tomorrow. I will
now go & have some tea in the Scriptures Tent, before lights out. I have taken
longer to write this than usual, it is now half past nine & I started at seven.
So goodnight dearie & write soon.
Your loving Arthur
Letter #10
Buddon
Tuesday
7-28-14
My dear Margaret
I received your lovely long letter this
afternoon. I was wearying to hear from you. A few days seems such a long time
just now, but you did make up for lost time. Don’t take this seriously Margaret.
I am so pleased that you are having a good holiday & now wearying. We have
practically finished camp now. We did our firing this forenoon, and I was quite
successful again at my laying. The General was very pleased with our Battery
this morning. We got the horses away just after tea & cleaned up a bit finishing
about 7:30 p.m. I expect we will have quite a hard day cleaning up & striking
tents, tomorrow. We will all sleep in the mess tent tomorrow night. So you can
see what kind of a night it will be. We have been very lucky about weather,
today has been perfect & I hope deare that you have been just as lucky. I really
do not know what I can write about. I will just need to tell you it all when I
get home. I have only five minutes to catch the post, & thought I would like to
write even altho’ it should be short. So you will excuse me being so short
Margaret. See & keep up your good form till you get home, also after, for you
will need to so all the cheering up. So goodnight darling & sleep tight.
Your own loving Arthur
Letter #11
6:30 p.m. Sunday
North Sheffield
On train
My darling Margaret
We are having a very fine journey so far. It has
made it a great deal more enjoyable being such a fine day. We left at 7:30 a.m.
& are bound for Bedford & are due about midnight. Rather a long time on the
train isn’t it. I am giving this to a kiddie at the next station, so hope it
reaches you all right.
Your own loving Arthur
Letter #12
No. 783
3rd Highland (H) Brigade
Ammunition Column
RFA
Bedford
19th Aug.
My dear Margaret
We have got settled down here at last. It is a
very fine place & all the people have been exceedingly kind to us. All along the
line from Carlisle there were hundreds of people out to give us a cheer, & at
various stations we were served with hot tea & coffee & bread cakes etc. free.
It was very touching darling at times, when we arrived four different ladies
asked some of, in for tea & others brought out jugs full of tea & cakes. Two of
them were crying most of the time. We have all been billeted in private houses,
two or three in each house. I have got a room to myself and a lovely feather
bed, & Oh dearie it is such a treat after the boards at Cathcart. Our “landlady”
is just perfect, she has been washing our towels & socks today & she just tries
to make everything comfortable for us. We are just doing the usual camp drill
now altho’ we have no guns. I have been on horse back for
the last two days & it is rather warm work. The weather is just perfect,
but too hot. We were out on a route march this forenoon & all along the road the
people were handing apples & plumbs, all home grown, so you see that we are
having a cheery enough time, under the circumstances. The train journey was a
bit stale towards the end, we were just about twenty three & a half hours on the
way. Well, dear, I think that is about all the news so far. I am behaving myself
as usual, & am just waiting to hear how you are getting on. I hope darling that
you are keeping up your spirits & not thinking too much about our parting. You
know, Margaret it is only going to be for a short while & then, well just you
wait. Well have an extra h-moon to make up for it. Write soon dearie & let me
know how things are getting on. Kindest regards to your Mother & Jamie, & best
love to your dear self.
Your loving Arthur
Letter #13
Bedford
Friday
8-21-14
My dear Margaret
I was so pleased to get your nice cheery letter
this afternoon. I was beginning to get quite anxious about you, you see it takes
two days for a letter to come here at present; so if there is anything very
special that you wish me to know you will require to write a day sooner, so that
I will know the next day. I am so sorry I did not see you last Sunday morning,
but we left exactly to the minute; however dearie it is perhaps just as well you
missed us. There were some sore hearts left, but I don’t think any of them were
in the same position as we are. I am glad however that you managed all right on
Sunday, & anytime that you so feel a bit sown, just you think what is in store
for both of us, won’t you darling.
We are still plodding along here. I spend about
six or seven hours per day on horseback. It is splendid. This afternoon we got a
special ride & for about half an hour we were galloping for all we were worth.
It was quite a sensation & is so easy to an ordinary trot. I was getting
conceited of my horsemanship, but got it knocked out just before we finished.
We were riding without the use of our reins & stirrups &
mounting & dismounting without them. One time when mounting I made too big a
jump & went right over; that is my first & I only require one more to be
considered an expert. But don’t worry dear I did not suffer in the least.
You can mention this to Andrew, & give him a laugh, as I don’t want to write
this home, you know how excited Mother would get over it. Dear Margaret you were
talking about a few places we are going for our first holiday, well I must
insist on you including Bedford & district. Some of the villages we go through
on our parades are simply charming. I have seen them in pictures at home, but
now that I see them in reality, they are ten times better. The old rustic
cottages & inns with their fancy signposts Oh! Margaret, they are simply
beautiful.
We are still being fed on all sorts of home
grown fruits as we go through each village I came home with my haven sack full
of apples, plums, peas & a few others sorts & had eaten as many if not more on
the way. We are, I understand, going to have a route march to London, about
forty miles, each way, either next week or the next again. Today we had a “foot”
inspection. It was rather funny to see them all paraded with bare feet, but the
doctor was very pleased with the condition of the same. After the inspection we
were all presented with a pair of hand knitted socks, a present from Capt.
Weir’s sister, very good of her wasn’t it Margaret. I went into Bedford last
night, -all alone- & had a look around. The river Ouse was all decorated with
electric lights of all colors. They were put up for the coronation of George V &
have been kept up since. It was quite a sight, & such crowds, there are about
25,000 territories stationed here. So you can see that the place is quite busy.
I stood for a little while at a Salvation Army meeting in aid of the Prince of
Wales fund & you be surprised Margaret at the number who stood for a time. They
were singing special hymns to Scottish tunes & every little while the leader a
Scotchman would ask for more money, but it was not the usual style of the SA
begging, while I was there they got over a pound just by joking & amusing the
soldiers, of course I put my “mite” in & also one for you. Well dearest I am
afraid I have about finished my story, but will let you know as things go on. We
are in Kempston about two miles out of Bedford, but don’t expect to be much
longer. I here we are to back to the boards shortly. Isn’t it a shame?
Write soon Margaret & cheer up.
Your own Arthur
Letter #14
Bedford
Thursday
8-27-14
My dear Margaret
I received your beautiful long letter last night &
so neat & oh darling, if you only knew how much I appreciated it, you would be
very happy. I, myself, am feeling very lonely & a bit home sick at times, the
kind of novelty of mobilization has passed over. I think I would give all to
just get one more look at you, it is only now that I am beginning to realize
what are parting is going to cost me, but darling Margaret I know you will be
true to me, although you, yourself know what fears come on even to wait our time
& if we are spared, Oh what a time we will have. I
was dreaming of you last night; I don’t exactly know where we were, but we were
sitting outside, probably that lane off the Carnumock Road.
We had not much to say to each other, but I am sure dearie our thoughts made up
for the want of words, I think that I was quite happy but alas dear I woke up.
You were asking what I was doing at a certain time
last Sunday, well as I don’t know exact time you meant Margaret, I will tell you
how we spent Sabbath. We had the usual work from 6:30 till breakfast & had a
church parade about 9 or 10 a.m., a special service. We (walked) marched about a
mile to a village called Elton, where John Banyan was born, & went to the
English church where he preached; the belfry is still in use, but the chapel
itself is a ruin & is replaced by a very pretty modern one. The service was in
the English form & I did not understand it very well. Nothing beats the simple
Scotch service. There were choirboys in white & the minister was also in white
with a red & yellow hood & colored material round his neck. It was all very
pretty Margaret; but it did not appeal to me. Our landlady is still exceedingly
good to us. She had another big washing today & just went into our kit bags &
took out the dirty clothing herself. Her husband is a territorial, has been for
a very long while & got a long service medal. She was worrying a good deal about
him the last few days, as there was a good deal of trouble, illness; in his camp
& she was getting quite down hearted. I did my best to cheer her, as she seemed
to confide a good deal in me, but I don’t think my consolation were of much
good; but last night on of her husband’s mates came home from camp to bury his
brother (17 years old) who died at their quarters at Harwich. I think he was
eating too much raw fruit. Well dear Margaret If you had only seen her face when
she heard that her dear one was in the best of health & had good digs for he had
been sleeping in barns & haylofts before that.
Oh! Margaret it was lovely it just made me think of
my darling & well I can’t thank god enough that I have got one like you,
dearest. When you go away Margaret keep up to your good name, for you have one &
that is not only from me, for there are more who think the same of you. I was
reading a bit last night & although you may perhaps think it a bit strange
I want you to read a bit of it. Turn to 1st
Thessalonians chapter 5. It is all very nice, but I want you to read the
following verses, especially 16 to 18, 21 & 22, 25 & 28.
I find great comfort at night in reading even a very few verses. That is one of
the things we will have when you come back for good. We will have family reading
every Sunday evening.
You were saying you will write a nice letter next
time. Well I don’t quite understand you dear; I don’t see how you could improve
on your last one. I want you to write exactly what is in your thoughts, even
altho it may seem dull to you, it is everything to me. I know you will do this
favor for me, darling. You can’t expect us to be cheery at present. I am sorry
that Guy does
not seem to be too comfortable, but he will most likely be so when he leaves
Stirling, look at us at Cathcart, we did not expect to be so well treated here,
but I think most of the soldiers (for we are territorials no more at present)
are given good digs after they are sent from the general gathering places. You
might please send me his address & I will write to him. It would be nice if
Guy & I were in
touch with each other when you are away. You can thank
Mary for her kind
regards. I have however so room for any other young ladies love Margaret. My own
sweetheart is quite enough for me & perhaps more than I deserve. I sent her a PC
yesterday. Well dear Margaret I think I have given all the news, have I given
you any. I think it is just a silly boys talk, however I have just told you dear
how much I am missing you in a round about way. You will find it a bit hard
mixing up with the crowd, but it will soon be all over now for you. You just try
& keep a bright face for after all darling it won’t take long to pass. I am now
starting to think what like you will be when you are back & just see myself
meeting you. Write very soon darling & give my kind regards to all.
Your own loving Arthur
Letter #15
Bedford
Sunday
2:30 p.m.
8-30-14
My dear Margaret
I received your very nice letter yesterday
afternoon. You seem to be having a sore time of it dearie, but it is all for the
best & look how happy you will be in a few weeks time. Isn’t the time flying
Margaret, I am sure it will feel strange to part with your piano, I too have a
very happy recollections of a evening with it, especially when we were both at
it. Little did we think what was in store for us both, the last time we played
together, but the bit I enjoyed best was when you sang & I played or at least
tried to. Half of the corp. got a half-holiday yesterday & the rest are off
today. I am of the latter, and am giving part of it to you. I just hope I spend
the other part as well & as happily. We had church parade this morning again &
went to the same kirk; but Margaret, I do not like the English service, it
seemed worse than ever today. It was not that I was not inclined but I think my
thoughts were wandering; you sere my dear little girls face was not among those
of the choir. There was one thing however I did like, you remember I asked you
to read a certain bit in my last letter, well darling that formed the lesson,
wasn’t it strange We had a special hymn & we each got a copy, I am sending it on
to you, as a little memento of the 2nd paraphrase, not Salsburg, the other one,
I foregut the name of it just now.
We are getting things a bit harder now, on Friday we had some practice of
entraining & do you know how long we took to put all the horses & lorries into
the train? Well it only took us seventeen & a half minutes. Isn’t that a bit
better than Cathcart, where we took a day & a half. On Monday, tomorrow, we are
going for 3 days march, taking the cooks & blacksmiths with us. We require the
blacksmiths in case of loose shoes & putting new ones on of require. I just hope
it is a bit cooler; the heat seems to be getting worse instead of better. Today
is about 90 in the shade & Bedford is so relaxing.
Do you know Margaret our corp. is making a good
name for itself, I think it is because we are all in such nice houses. We have
had only two drunks so far & they are made to sleep in the guard tent. It is so
very much nicer, dearie to see all the boys behaving in that way & not going
about making regular fools of themselves. Our landlady is still very good to us,
she gave us stewed fruit & custard today after dinner, it was so nice & such a
change we have what is called stew everyday since we came here, it is not Irish
stew, so don’t think we are having luxuries, but we did not come here for them,
did we darling. You will just need to feed me extra well later on. Well Margaret
I think I will have to finish, it is so difficult to get news, things here are
so much the same day after day; if I could get some of your letter writing
power. I’d write a whole book at a time. By the bye my moustache is getting on
exceeding well. We are all going in for one, but it will come off when the time
comes for going home, so don’t worry dear. We are going to lose Capt Weir, he
has been promoted to Major & one of of our Lieutenants is being made Captain. We
are all very sorry to let him go, but I suppose we cannot make him stay. I
thought perhaps I might have got his place, but perhaps they are keeping me for
a still higher rank. You see I am getting very conceited. I think I will have a
smoke now I am simply pouring of sweat & in the shade too. Yesterday I couldn’t,
(not exaggerating) wringing the sweat out of my shirt, I don’t think
Jacksonville will be any hotter than this, so you should come here for a week &
get climactic. Well write soon again dearie, while you have the chance, I don’t
know what I will do while you are on the water, however we will just need to
think very good things of each other till we can write again
With much love, from your own loving Arthur
Letter #16
Bedford
Thursday
9-3-14
My dear Margaret
I have got rid of my postman’s job for a week & am
spending my first night off with you. I got your very nice letter this forenoon
& am very glad to hear you are enjoying call it that if you like dear, your last
week or two here, (for a little while). I see you have managed to go to the
dentist at last. I sometimes wondered if you should manage before you went away.
It is a good thing you have Margaret, for you know how particular the Yankees
are about their teeth & you must let them know that the Scotch are ditto. I hope
it won’t be very painful getting the rest of the operation done. Dear Margaret,
to put joking aside, I would very much like to be at home just now to see all
your nice things & share your pleasure. Darling you must fell the proud girl
just now & rightly too. You toughly deserve all you have got & may you be long
spared to make use of them all. I think you & I could spend a whole night
discussing them all, just talking about things that would interest no one else;
but we have all that to look forward to, & the time will not take so very long
to pass. I would like very much dear to see your photo. I am just imagining what
like it is & I hope, I know I will not be disappointed. I understand we will get
home before going away, so I will perhaps not be kept very long waiting. If I
could only get home next week. It must have been fine to have another ramble. I
suppose you would be on your usual good behavior.
Elfie had a treat seeing you home. I hope
you did not take him into our part of the close. You know that is or rather was
our own part and then Andrew
on Sunday evening.
Oh Margaret I will need to talk very very seriously
to you. We have got the house to ourselves for a day or two. Our landlady is
away to see her hubbie as she calls him. He is at Berry St. Edmonds about fifty
miles from here. We have made a very good start at being left alone by breaking
a very nice ornament. It was quite an accident dearie & I hope there will be no
more damage done during her absence. I have got rid of my postman’s job & am not
sorry in a way. I was sometimes very late at night. I am off for a week & then
go on week about with my mate. That is the great phrase here Margaret, everybody
calls everybody else mate. We are not having our
usual parade just now; a sort of plague has broken out among the horses. It is
called Mainge, a disease peculiar to horses, but I expect they will be all right
in a week or two. Well Margaret I suppose
you will be getting your furniture well await now. What about the piano, has it
gone into good hands. I wonder darling if someone will have as good times out of
it as we have had. By the bye when you are out at 28, ask
Andrew to show my New
Brighton photos, I would like you to see them. I would have liked very much to
have shown you them myself & explained them all to you. But I showed most of
them to you in postcards. You remember you might, a Wednesday night in the
Carmunnock Road. Wasn’t it a funny night dearie. How long can I write to 4
Garnet, you will not be staying there till the very end & I don’t want my
letters to miss you by any chance. Well darling I will need to stop now, but I
will write soon Gin & hope you will have a good week shopping. Don’t buy all the
stock of blouses. You must leave some for others.
With best love, your own Arthur
Letter #17
Bedford
Monday
9-7-14
My dear Margaret
I received your very dear letter this forenoon; I
don’t know how I can thank you Margaret. You have taken a great weight off my
mind. Dearest you will get your reward some day. I think you have got about the
heaviest burden to bare & darling you are standing up to it well. Oh! Margaret
it is grand to have one like you & no matter where I go, I will be strengthen in
everything at the thought of having one so dear & true at home. There is talk
that we (the Highland Division) are to be sent to India, but you need not say
anything to anyone yet. We will just need to wait & see. We can be sent anywhere
it may be front or abroad, but wherever it may be darling, I go with a clear
conscience & the truth is, I owe most of it to you, dear, you have set an
example worthy of a saint. You will just need to try & keep it up for your
mother’s sake. She will be feeling things very sore just now & it says a great
deal that you should face things so bravely darling. I must say I am glad
Guy has volunteered
too. I think it would be even more hard for him to settle than for me, and who
knows, we might all meet someday & what a meeting that would be.
Darling, you wrote about giving me something. If we
are both spared Margaret, I don’t think there is anything that can keep us apart
now & we will be the happy pair after all this strife & trouble. You can write
to the present address Margaret till you go away & even after, letters will be
forwarded to me from here if I am shifted. It will be a very lonely week or two
till I hear of your arrival. Can you give me your address before you leave? I
don’t expect I could write to New York, you will be there too short a time for a
letter to catch you. My own darling, you will be sure & write as soon as you
possibly can when you arrive & let me know all about your journey etc. Are you
embarking at Yorkhill or you taking the train to Greenock?
I am glad there is such a recruiting boom on in Glasgow,
but I am sorry for Andrew.
I had a letter from father & he said they don’t think they will be able to hold
Andrew in much longer;
he is very keen on joining. He must find it
a bit hard to stand back. Now dear one, I don’t think I have anything more to
say just now except to thank you again from the bottom of my heart for your dear
letter. I am feeling a great deal better after it. I expected to have word from
home today & I will get it sure tomorrow. I am just a bit anxious to hear how
mother has taken it. I will refer further to your long letter next time I write,
very shortly. I do hope you will manage to keep up & that your mother will soon
be all right again. Now dear Margaret I will say good night & send you all my
love.
Your own loving Arthur
Letter #18
Bedford
Thursday
My Dear Margaret
I hope you will excuse me for
not writing sooner, but this is the first chance I have got. I am now acting
as postman & dispatch rider & my work sometimes keeps me very late at night.
I meant to write last night but it was ten before I was off & I was not in
the proper spirits for letter writing.
I signed for foreign service
yesterday & I am
not sure darling whether I have done the right thing or not, before I left
home I promised mother I wouldn't, but since, nearly the whole column has
signed & I as a NCO could hardly draw back, anyway darling I feel as if I
had only done my duty & I am sure you would rather I had done it, than
stopped even for you. Dearest Margaret I hope you will forgive if you think
I have done wrong, I thought over it for the last three days & I must say
that I feel more contented now than if I had not. Other boys seem to make
much light work of it, but to me it seems a very serious act, & I hope,
dearest, that neither of us may ever regret it. I went into Bedford last
Sunday evening & heard the band, a local one. It played semi-sacred music.
The bandstand is surrounded with trees & is about twenty yards off the
river. It was a prefect evening, & Margaret my thoughts wandered back to
dear old Mount. The last piece was very pretty, "Abide with me". They played
it in common music, with variations & also in a minor key. Oh' Margaret I
don't know how, but when I hear that kind of music, my thoughts seem to go
to you. I cannot explain it, but if I could only have had you beside me
at that time, I would have been the happiest person alive. Well darling that
is how I spent the latter part of Sunday. I have not had a chance to go into
town since as my new duties started on Monday. But I can honestly say
darling that I have absolutely no objections, at present I have to go to the
Brigade Headquarters about nine at night. This gives me about two hours on
horseback, along country roads, & just now it is nearly full moon, so you
can guess for yourself dearie that I would prefer that, to walking about
town all night with other chaps who are, well have not just the same
thoughts as I.
I expect you will have had word
from Guy
by now. He will be all right & may just be so busy, that he has had no time
to write, some of our boys have only sent a PC home since they arrived here,
but if you don't hear in a day or so, write to the Sergeant Major & he will
be only too pleased to let you know. You don't need his name, just address
it to the SM. I am so glad you have had your photo taken, & I would, so
much, like to see it, but it will be all the more to me when I get back
again Margaret. You will be quite sorry to leave the office, but I'm sure no
one could leave it with a better name & character. I see from the paper the
death of Mr. Lilburn of A L & Co. He retired about two years ago. Well
dearest I must stop now as I have got a dispatch to go, it is just being
written & I have been told to "saddle up". I suppose you know what that
means, I do hope your - (illness) is keeping better, you did not say whether
it was cold or what, but just take care & you a little bottle of perfume,
before you go away. Darling it is not my will, but under circumstances it
is the best that I can offer you at this time. It goes with the very best of
love & wishes from your own loving boy. I hope it reaches you in tact.
Kindest regards to your mother & Jamie & tell him he need not worry about me
flirting. You know that Margaret, write soon dearie.
Your ever loving
Arthur
Letter #19
Bedford
Sunday
9-13-14
My dear Margaret
I am writing today under certain difficulties. I
was inoculated yesterday. It is something like a vaccination; only you just get
one prick. The doctor pierced our arms with a syringe to the extent of an inch &
then injected some fluid. This is to prevent Typhoid fever. It is a horrible
thing; it half paralyzes the arm & gradually works it way through the whole
body, making one very sick. As a result of this I went to bed about 7:30 last
night, but did not sleep very much. Wasn’t that a shocking time to turn in
Margaret? Well dearie to crown all, I am on guard tonight, the very time I want
my soft bed, aren’t I very optimistic dear. I understand this sensation only
lasts three days & in about ten days we will again be done in the side this
time. We had it very wet here yesterday it just came down in torrents all day.
Just like one Sunday evening we were out on the road. Do you mind that Margaret.
Today is quite changed, the sun is out full, but there is a bitter cold wind
blowing very hard. Our landlady is away to see her husband just now at Berry St.
Edmunds. So today we just made a nice fire in the kitchen and are very
comfortable. The other boys are out & I have got a nice big chair in front of
the fire. I am just fancying darling what like our kitchen fire is going to be.
Me with a nice big pipe etc. & you on the other side with, well what ever you
like.
We had a better service this morning. We had our
own chaplain, the senior one of the Highland division, he was very nice
Margaret, & it was just our usual Scotch service. What a difference from the
English one. Darling I almost thought the boys were quite different. The last
three sermons, but today I don’t think I saw a single one asleep. I had just got
in again, just as I finished the last page, the alarm sounded & we had all to go
to the field in double quick time. But there was nothing serious. All the boys
were marched off somewhere; I suppose to see if they were fit for Foreign
Service. Darling things here go very strange, fancy calling us out on Sunday
afternoon for that. We might have been told to pack up, for all we knew. It was
funny to hear the different opinions on what was going to happen. Well Margaret
I suppose you will be practically ready to go by the time this reaches you. It
won’t take very long to pass now. By this time next week you will be out on the
briney, enjoying yourself A. I. Oh Margaret whatever will I do when I get back,
you will just need to write very often & with your letters, time will soon pass
bye. I hope your mother is keeping better & you are keeping well yourself
darling. I will need to cut this short, as I have now to go on guard. Write soon
dearie.
Your own loving Arthur
Chapter III
"Coming
To America"
The time has
come for Margaret, her mother and youngest brother to depart from Mount Florida
(Glasgow, Scotland) bound for America, to join her father and brothers in
Jacksonville (Florida). Arthur is away training in Bedford (England), and is
unable to see her off, and his thoughts of returning to Mount Florida with no
Margaret waiting, leaves him broken hearted, but hard as it is, Arthur finds
strength in himself.
Letter #20
Bedford
Wednesday
9-16-14
My dear Margaret
I received your very nice letter this morning &
I did enjoy reading it. My darling you do keep me well supplied with news. When
I went to collect my letters at the post office, my work had to stop till I read
it. I t had been away somewhere else instead of Bedford & so took too long to
come here. I was beginning to wonder what was wrong, as I usually get it first
thing on Tuesday morning. However I enjoyed it all the more when it did arrive.
I do hope you are keeping better & that your mother is keeping up all right
again. Once it is better, dear, you won't be sorry that you had it done. You are
fairly making my teeth water to see your photo. Mother was writing me & she said
it was splendid. She wrote saying you had given them a photo, as if it was a
present to them, but I intend letting them know exactly whom it is intended for.
I suppose Mother would just be joking dear. That was very cruel of Father to
wish you such a time on board, but you know he is. I often think people outside
think he is so serious, but inside, as you know dearie, he is not exactly
serious. I am glad you had a good night at 28, and would have liked very much to
have been there, but darling, we will perhaps have some more later on.
Do you remember I used to say I was coming to
the choir practices this session; well it does not look as if I will manage it
for a little yet. I am just wondering Margaret, if it will now see me at all.
You know why. That is not a proper way to talk, but I did really think of going
a while ago just for the pleasure of it. I noticed from the Glasgow papers that
Martin Harvey was coming & I at once remembered about our arrangement. Oh my own
Margaret, what a lot of things we have been done out of, but dearie, a good many
of them can wait quite well. I am very glad that Andrew
is taking you to the theatre this week; it was none of my doing. I did not know
of it till you told me. It is his own idea. I expect he will tell me after it is
over, incase I might put my foot on it; do you think I would, no fears dearie. I
went to the Bedford Picture House last week, & it was quite passable, but of
late I have not been used going alone, and darling I did miss my dear little
mate. At times I didn't see the pictures, I was in the La Scala for the time
being. Do you remember the time there that you laughed so much. It is quite
shocking here in a picture house, a young fellow came in with two young ladies &
sat down in front of me & then another chap came in & happened to sit down
beside them, and do you know Margaret in five minutes the stranger & one of the
young ladies were talking as if they had known each other for years, I don't
know the other boy felt, but I do know how I would. Aren't they different from
the Scotch girls.
Guy must have been
very pleased to see you & your Mother last Wednesday. It was so nice for his
sake that you managed. He would fell leaving you, but it won't be for very long,
& if he is very stuck for a bed, he has just to come to 28, and he will be made
doubly welcome, as long as he requires to stay here. He & I won't half be lords
when we get back. I am sure you would enjoy the guns, they are very handy little
things & any Germans that happen to get in their way; well they will have my
sincere sympathy. I have been watching the paper & have been the Columbia's name
comes gradually up to the top of the advert. When I last saw it, it was second
top & by this time I suppose it will be top. Oh! Margaret how soon the time has
passed, since we first knew. If you want anything special just ask for Mr.
Leslie, he will only be too pleased to do anything you want. He stays in Second
Avenue & is an exceedingly nice gentleman & a great friend of Father. Well
Margaret I have really no news to tell you, but will write again before you go.
I do wish darling I could have seen you off. I can only give you my very best
wishes & may God bless & keep you dearie till you come back to me. I will always
be waiting for you. With all my best love.
Your own loving Arthur
Letter #21
Bedford
9-25-1914
Friday
My Dear Margaret
I received your nice letter last night. It was
a great treat as I did not expect to receive one back so soon. You seem to
have had a good time at the Dancing Mistress. Isn't it a very good play? I
was just wondering what one you would be at dearie, & from the papers I
think that you have seen about the best in Glasgow just now. At least it is
the one that I would have chosen, had I been in
Andrews place. Your time will be very short now
darling & by the time this gets to you, you will I expect, be safe aboard
the "Columbia". It is a very nice boat. I have been all through her,
but little did I think that you would one day make a passage on her. You
will likely see some "Blue Funnel" boats (cargo ones) at the other end of
Yorkhill Quay & it Meadowside Quay, a very little further down the river on
the same side, you might see one of the passenger ones, that you have heard
me speak about so much. See what you think of them Margaret & let me have
your opinion on "my" boats. Then look out for the green at Renfrew on the
other side in about twenty minutes after leaving. You remember the day we
took the car to Barrhead & Renfrew & then went down to the river. After you
get round the Mull of Kintyre & pass Rathlin Island where Bruce stayed for a
while, you will see Portrush just before you call in at Moville. Oh Margaret
if I were only coming as far as Moville I could show you hundreds of places
on the way over.
Well Margaret you will
soon be in a thoroughly different land & oh' Darling watch yourself.
Excuse me saying this, but I feel I must tell you although I think it is
really absolutely unnecessary. You will need to be very careful who you mix
up with & where you go. At all times dearest remember there is someone here,
& thinking about you & praying that you may be kept from all that is bad &
wrong. My own Margaret I can hardly imagine that you
are gone; if I were at home I don't know how I should get on, with
everybody round about knowing what was bothering me. They will all miss you
very much. I had word from my cousin who is in the London Scottish Regiment,
he is away to Paris last Wednesday & it looks like as if we might go there
latter on too. One thing if we are spared, we will get home quicker than if
we went to India. Well Darling I must stop now as I have just taken ten
minutes of my time & I don't want to write at night as it might miss your
boat. I hope you will have a quick & speedy passage & not too stormy.
Remember me very kindly to your mother & Jamie also John & Joe when you see
them. Well goodbye darling for a little while & write very soon. Remember I
am always waiting for you & my love is always yours. Mind & write.
Ever your own loving
Arthur
If you can manage send even a P.C. from New
York
Letter #22
Bedford
Tuesday
9-29-14
My dear Margaret
I received your very nice letter from
Londonderry last Wednesday. I was beginning to think that you had not called in
at Moville. Didn't it take a very long time to come? I think the Irish mails are
very irregular just now. I am just wondering where you are now darling; I
suppose you will be on your second part of the journey now. I have just had a
very pleasant weekend. Yesterday was the Glasgow Autumn Holiday &
Andrew came down for the weekend. It was rather
funny the way it was fixed up Margaret. I did not know of the Holiday, but wrote
and asked Andrew to come down & the next day I got a letter from
Father saying that Andrew
was thinking of coming, seeing it was the holiday. We had a very nice time. On
Saturday we went to the theatre & saw "Eliza comes to stay". It was not bad for
a provincial hall I got off on Sunday at dinnertime & we took the motorbus to a
place called Biggleswade about two & a half hours run. It was a delightful run
dear & the weather was ideal. Oh Margaret it just reminded me of our run to
Parsley & Renfrew. How I would have liked that you had been there too. The
scenery was very fine but all as flat as a pancake. At night we went to a sacred
concert & there was some splendid talent there. You remember the night at the
band in Kelvingrove Park; we were talking about the words of "Somewhere a voice
is calling". Well dearie a lady sang that & I did enjoy it. I heard all the
words. You were going to tell me them. But like a great many more things
Margaret, through unforeseen circumstances did not come off.
Andrew left last night at ten o'clock & seemed
quite pleased with his weekend, and Margaret to tell you the truth I would not
have minded going along with him. Things do get a bit stale here at times, and I
am missing your letters very very much. Margaret you will never know how they
kept me up. This last till Andrew came, has seemed
very long. It feels as something is missing & I am longing very much to get your
letter from New York. I hope it is one that will take a whole evening to read.
Well I need to stop now as the bugle has just
gone for the fall in, I will try & finish at dinnertime. Well I have had a good
forenoon work & had lunch, the usual stew. That is the one & only dinner we get.
We get stew & potatoes through the week & potatoes & stew on Sunday, a very good
variety. Isn't it dearie. We are still getting presents of socks, another box
came yesterday from Cathcart Parish church, & one sock contained a cake of soap
& the other a packet of boracie powder. I have now got about ten pairs. We got
our second dose of inoculation last Friday & as usual had two days stiffness but
not quite so bad as the first time. I heard today that we are likely to get a
weekend at home, before going to France, this seems definite now. I
wonder how I will feel in Mount without my own little
girl. It will seem very strange, Margaret to go back & see the vacant house on
Garnett Terrace. My darling, sometimes at night I am nearly broken hearted,
if I could only have you now & then for even an hour, it would make all the
difference in the world. Margaret it is only now I am beginning to realize what
you have been to me. Oh darling, never forget me. Andrew
promised to send me your photo when he got back, he meant to bring it with him,
but in his hurry omitted it. So I will be able to let you know my opinion on it
probably in my next letter; but from what I hear I think I know it already. Well
dearie I don't think I have anything more to say just now. Write very soon; give
my kindest regards to all.
Every your own loving Arthur
Letter #23
Bedford
Wednesday
10-7-14
My dear Margaret
I was more than delighted to get your lovely
long letter yesterday. You seem to have had a fine trip. Oh! How I would have
liked to have been with you. That is one thing I would like, is a sea voyage. It
has seemed an awful time since I got your letter from Moville, but I hope to
receive them regular now. Darling you won't disappoint me. I suppose by now you
will have reached your new home & are getting nicely settled down. How proud
they must all be to have you beside them, I'm sure you will be quite spoiled but
wonder if you are dearie, I would & will when I get my chance. I have been just
picturing to myself these last few nights what like it all must be. If only
Guy were they're to complete the picture, but it
won't be long before he is there too. Margaret I have felt very lonely this last
week, you seem to be out of my reach altogether now, and especially at night I
feel it most. I realize very much now what you were to me. If I could only have
you now & then, but that is wrong of me to write like that. I write as if you
were gone forever, but you're not, are you Darling?
We are still having splendid weather, just like
June, it is marvelous for October. I think the weather-clerk, do you remember
him, must think very kindly of Terriors. This afternoon I had a spare hour
to/myself & cycled out the road about a mile. It is a beautiful road. I saw a
very nice green spot & was tempted to lie down, & do you know Margaret I fell
asleep it was so warm, but to crown all, I got a very rude awaking.
I woke with a dear old cow licking my face, it was a
lovely sensation. Do you remember what like it was to have a calf lick
your hand, well just imagine a cow licking your face. I think the poor brute got
a bigger fright than I, when it discovered I was alive. We had a splendid riding
drill yesterday afternoon, and for the first time I did some jumping on
horseback. I managed it very well, not coming off once. I have to stand a few
drinks over the head of it, but I don't object under the circumstances. We then
had a race & I had the pleasure of winning it, but it was no fault of mine. We
were short of riding horses through sickness & I got one of the officers
chargers, hence the reason of me first. Since writing the last page & in fact I
was on my to mail it, I got a parcel from Andrew.
Do you know what it contained? Well your own dear photograph. It's simply
beautiful Margaret just what I expected & wanted. I will treasure it always
darling. After learning all about it I could not but ask him to send it on. I
don't mean to send it back just yet, but you can be sure I will take great care
of it. My own Margaret it seems to have brought you nearer than ever to me. I
had a letter from Arthur Mitchell this morning. The boy who was in A L & Co &
went out to Calcutta. He has enlisted out there in the Mercantile Company of the
Calcutta Scottish. Well goodbye once more & Margaret never forget me.
With best love Arthur
Letter #24
Bedford
10-15-14
Thursday
My Dear Margaret
I received your post card from Charlestown;
you must be seeing some splendid sights on your way to
Jacksonville. I am on guard today and am writing this on a bale of hay
with a bag of oats for a seat. I have note got my pad so just bought this paper
to save me going home, as I am not allowed to leave the field. Things here are
just going on in the same old way, nothing new, but I don't think you would be
content with four of these pages & I will just try my best to fill them up. We
had our first wet day yesterday, and I can tell you, it can pour here Margaret.
Our horse line was simply rolling in mud & water. I had to change my clothes, &
my feet were changed four times yesterday. The result is, most of us have a
slight cough today, but that is absolutely nothing. I was just thinking what
like these poor fellows felt in the trenches, full of water & practically no
sleep for fourteen days. It must be awful darling. I was saying I had no news,
but I'm afraid that in not quite correct, I am to get home for a weekend on
Friday & am quite looking forward to my trip. I dear say I shall get on all
right, but there will be something or rather someone missing. Darling I really
think I am happier here than I would have been if I were at home. I don't know
how I should pass the time. You remember you wrote, before you went away saying
you had a musical evening at Harris's & sang "Ever of thee". Well last Saturday
I took a walk through the Bazaar here, and one stall had a pile of music. The
top piece was a book of "Songs that will never die" perhaps you have heard of
it; and the very first one was the one I have mentioned. Of course I had to buy
it Margaret, as I had never really heard the words, and if they are your
sentiments, I'm content dearie.
I had a visit from My Uncle John last Tuesday,
you remember him, the one we had staying at 28, when I was mobilized. He is a
traveler & happened to be passing thru Bedford, and very kindly came and fished
me out. He was saying they have had no word yet from my cousin who is at the
Front with the London Scottish. They seem to have very few chances of writing
home. I went and did it last Tuesday. I had my photo taken and will send you one
when they are ready. I just hope they are half as good as yours, I have not sent
it home yet, but will take it when I go home. I would just like to keep it &
carry it about with me, but that is out of the question dearie. I
told you I was nearly an expert horseman, just required one more. Well I am very
pleased to say I am now considered expert. It was a bit harder fall this time,
but don't worry darling I am none the worse of it. We were getting jumping & my
horse did not fancy a jump so when it got up to the jump it thought twice &
sheered off to the left & of course I went head first off to the right, but
owing to the rain the ground was nice & soft. I hope you don't mind me
telling all these odd & ends, but you know you Margaret are the one who get it
all good & bad alike. It is lovely to have someone to write to, telling
everything and you are that someone to me darling. Andrew sent me the Church
record on Monday & it contains all the names of the soldiers including
Guy & I was surprised to see the twins Harris's
names there to. Well love I think that is all the news at present. Things are
going on the same old way here, nothing startling ever happens here, except that
my horse was shot yesterday. It had a fractured leg. Well goodbye just now
dearie & write very soon. I hope you are in good health & spirits. Kind regards,
with all my love & best wishes to all.
Your own Arthur
Letter #25
Bedford
10-21-14
Wednesday
My dear Margaret
I received your letter of 5th Oct. this morning
& am just writing back today altho a day too soon. I was pleased to get it. It
seems such a while since I got your postcard from Charleston. I am so sorry
darling you have not got any word from me, but I have written every Thursday,
since you left here, that is the mail day. I think the mails are a bit irregular
just now owing to the war, but I expect you will have had word by now. You must
have seen some wonderful sights in your travels. I can quite imagine what like
New York would be, as one night I spent in Mr. Leslie's; he showed me some
pictures & photos he took the last time he was over. How would you like to work
in the top story of that 750 ft building & you not too fond of hoists, I think
you would require to get the train before the 8:33 to allow time for climbing
the stairs. How did like the blackies waiting on you at dinner, I have never had
them, but can boast of having had a Chinaman to wait. I think you would prefer a
white waiter all the same Margaret. How pleased you would
be when you met your father & Joe. I would
have given a lot to have seen your face at that moment darling. I can just fancy
how delighted you are with your new home & as for your bedroom. I would like to
see it. What does everything a girl could wish for mean, eh! I can see you in
your own paradise & expect you will spend many a happy time in it, putting
everything to suit yourself & well you know all I mean dearie. I used to try the
same thing, but there were two of us to please & what I wanted in one place
Andrew wanted in another place & so on. I hope to
send you a little picture for your room before long, I got my photo taken a week
or so ago & received the proof yesterday. It is fairly good. I have ordered Post
Cards, but am getting a special print mounted for you & will try & send it next
week if they are ready.
Well Margaret dear you don't seem to get very
much news of the war. Last week things looked very black & we did not expect to
be here much longer. Antwerp fell after a week or so of bombardment & the
Germans then managed to get as far as Ostend. It is their big Howitzers that do
all the damage. The shells weigh about a ton & they have a range of twenty seven
miles so if they get much further down the coast, say to Calais they will be
able to fire on to & past Dover. However things look a bit brighter now. Last
Saturday we sank four of their destroyers & did not lose any of our own & we
have managed to check their advance outside Ostend. Darling isn't it awful that
all these lives should be lost over the head of that Kaiser. He will have a lot
to answer for some day. I had a visit from an old friend of mine last Sunday, a
Mr. Thomson, he was a lieutenant in the boys Brigade in the company I was a
member of in Pollokshields. He & I had walk in the afternoon through Bedford
Park. It is the first time I have been in it & it is very fine quite
continental. He was staying with his cousins & asked me to go to tea with him.
Of course dearie I didn't refuse, and a right good tea it was. The food here is
not improving; rather the opposite & I can tell you I did enjoy my tea. It does
amuse some people to hear of our ways of cooking & taking our meals. I felt
quite awkward; it was the first time I have sat down to a table for ten weeks.
The weather is now getting a bit more like
winter, especially in the morning and at night. I am postman just now and my
hands do nip with my morning ride, but I hope to overcome that, as
Nessie McCallum of Montgomery Terrace has very
kindly sent me a pair of mitts, and then for guard at night Winnie knitted me a
woolen helmet, it covers all except my nose & eyes. I look more like going to
the North Pole when I have got it on I told you last week I was going home for a
weekend, well I hope to be home on Saturday morning. I used to be counting the
days but now I am counting the hours, I wont be sorry to see them all again, but
darling there is one thing I am sorry about & I must say it is troubling me not
a little. I dare say you know what I mean dearest. It is you. It seems all right
here but to go home & have no Margaret to meet me. I can't understand it
darling. My own sweetheart I am sure you will always be faithful to me, altho by
that I don't mean you are to deprive yourself of any of your pleasures, etc.
Mind that Margaret. I am glad to say, know how far to go with your friends & I
can assure you darling I will always be here for you. I will be able to tell you
all about home next week and how things are going on there. Well I think this is
all just now I hope you are keeping well & not finding the heat too much.
Kindest regards to everyone, not forgetting your own dear self. Write very soon
again, with my best love.
Your own loving Arthur
Chapter IV
"For God And Country"
Arthur has left home
only a few short months ago, during his absents something's will never be quite
the same again back in "Mount Florida". Margaret has gone away, a lot of the
"old gang" have gone off to serve their country and are in training. Arthur's
faith in God, and of the call upon his duty to his country is at hand, and
whatever will be, will be.
Letter #26
Bedford
10-24-14
Sunday 7 PM
In bed
My Dearest Margaret
You will perhaps think it strange of me writing
you so soon again, but as I have absolutely nothing to do, I feel I would just
like to have a talk with you. Today has simply poured incessantly and as we
finish too late to go to church we can do nothing else but stay in, and I can't
settle myself to sit beside the rest on a Sunday evening. So tonight I just came
Upstairs & went to bed, & as it is to soon for sleep, I hope you will excuse me
darling. I don't think I need have much fear of you being annoyed. Do I
Margaret? Our horse lines today are in a terrible state. Not exaggerating dearie
there is at least a foot of dirty greasy mud, and I have been in it practically
all day. I am using my elastic sided boots for this weather along with a pair of
leggings. They keep the feet drier than ordinary lacing boots as the rain runs
off our oilskins right on to the lacing part. I don't know what like the place
will be when we get a few days rain. It is bad enough with two days of it.
I was at church this morning, but Margaret I'm
sorry to say did not enjoy it, as I would have liked to. I was in the second
back seat & our chaplain speaks none too loud. My thoughts took a wandering turn
& I must confess I heard very little, if any, of the sermon. I don't know what
brought it up, but our night in the Cathedral cropped up & I could not forget
it. Do you still remember that night Margaret? My darling I think that was one
of the happiest nights I spent with you alone. I can tell you I felt very proud
sitting along side you. It made me feel as if you actually belonged to me. Last
Thursday was a great day for the Bedford people. King
George was down to inspect the Highland Division. We left here at eight
in the morning & marched to the field chosen for the inspection about four miles
distance. Our brigade was about the last to arrive, being the artillery, and we
had the advantage of seeing the whole division laid out. It was a grand sight
Margaret. 27,000 men. The Cricket Park Boys Brigade inspections weren't in it.
His Majesty arrived about mid-day & got a great reception from the people
outside. Of course we had to stand like dummies. The General salute was simply
grand. Our brigade was higher up than the rest as there was a slight slant in
the ground. To see 18,000 bayonet move like one & the sun glittering on them was
great; don't think I shall forget it in a hurry, (That's when they presented
arms). After the inspection, the whole division marched past the saluting base,
and that took fully an hour & a half. After that we had a rout march home in a
perfect downpour of rain, but it was worth it all, Margaret. We got home about
five o'clock & after attending to our horses-you know they always go first-we
were all ready for our late dinner, (usual stew). The King was dressed in the
service dress of a Field Marshall. I suppose you will know all about that &
looked much the same in Glasgow.
I had a bit of a disappointment this week, I
told you in my last letter I was going home for the weekend, but alas it did not
come off & I can tell you dear I was disappointed. Owing to some mistake in the
Brigade office, there was too large a number told off for leave & we had to
ballot for it & my usual luck-didn't get off. However we are not away yet &
there is a chance of getting off some time this year, if we are still here. We
are going to ballot now for the whole corp., so I have as good a chance as
anybody, even for next weekend. Just a minute till I light a cigarette. Well
Margaret I think this is all the news here just now. I hope you are keeping well
dear & standing the heat all right and not flirting too much. This is only fun
dearie, I know you. This is a photo taken during a rest at gun drill. I don't
expect I will have much to say on Thursday, but will do my best. Well goodnight
sweet heart & excuse any mistakes it is done by candlelight.
With all my love, your own loving Arthur
Letter #27
Bedford
10-28-14
Wednesday
Dearest Margaret
I got your lovely letter written before its time
yesterday morning. I was pleased to get it & was just in a mood that wanted a
letter from you when it arrived.
We have had a very exciting day today. We were told to have all our kits packed
& bring everything up to the field after breakfast. When we got up, we started
packing up everything & putting our coats, blankets & mess tins on our saddles;
the field was cleaned up & everything ready to move. We really thought we were
off, but after everything was ready & we were all mounted we were inspected by
the General in charge of the Highland Division & told that we had done very well
& just to take our things back to our billets. We were all a bit surprised & for
myself darling, not in the least sorry. I want my weekend & their they can go
wherever the like to take us. In my hurry I had to post the photo before
breakfast & not having proper packing stuff I had just to make the best of what
was at hand, so I do hope you will get it all right. You might let me know
Margaret & also say if the postage is enough I thought it would cost more to
send it, but the post office people said that it was enough, so I want you to
let me know for sure, Margaret.
You were asking if I remember your evening
dress. My darling, I don't think I will ever forget it or the occasion on which
it was worn. I have thought of that night more than once since I came here. It
was a night Margaret. My own Margaret you find it very hard when thoughts of
past days come up in your mind, to keep your thoughts from others. I know too
well what like it is darling, but dearest; just think what is in store. I am
still your boy & will always be, & so darling you are to tell me all that you
have, especially that which is for me alone. I am still of the independent
spirit, if & perhaps more than ever. It may be self praise Margaret, but I am
proud to say I have not made any outside friends here, it is not just a matter
of making up my mind to do so, but honestly darling, I am in no mood for that
sort of thing. I think you know I am no good at that & I am quite happy in my
own way knocking about myself. The was is still much the same, but today looks
more brighter than ever. We have three small war ships of a very shallow draft &
they can go very close to the shore. They were intended for Chile. But were
commandeered like a great many other things when war broke out. Portugal has now
joined us, so with so many countries now against Germany, I think sooner or
later they will be sorry that they declared war at all. I see from the paper
David Barrie is reported missing. You remember he
was married in June. It is a pity for his wife; she must be in a great state
without him. I am enclosing a post card I saw in one of the shops here; it is
rather good & also one of my post cards. I had your photo parceled up ready to
send home, but on second thoughts I thought I would risk keeping it a little
longer yet, however I think I will take it home with me, as after today there is
no saying when we may be shifted. Well dearest I think this is all the news just
now, I would just like to tell you Margaret that your last letter was a very
great comfort to me, & I hope to have another soon again. With all my love & god
bless you darling.
Your own loving Arthur
Letter #28
Bedford
11-6-14
Thursday
My Dear Margaret
I received your very fine letter yesterday, my
mistake Tuesday. I have received the last three on Tuesday & expect now to get
one every Tuesday. You were asking how the cow felt my face. Well I expect it
would be soft. I have no one now to tell me weather it is soft & smooth Margaret
& have just to soften it whenever I think it starts to get rough. So there is
another point where you are missed dearie. I have just seen the Seaforth
Highlanders of to the front. They all looked quite cheerful, but I'm afraid they
would feel it a bit altho they did not show it. They got a great send off nearly
the whole of Bedford was out to see them. By the bye the London Scottish have
been doing some great work out at the front. That is the regiment my uncle was
quartermaster in; you remember the one who was 28 when we were mobilized. My
cousin Frank is in them & I am just wondering how
he has got on. I am sending you a paper giving a description of the whole thing.
You mention about me standing drinks, but don't worry dearie there was nothing
stronger than lemonade. I have only been in a pub once since coming here. I was
on town piquet & was in charge of the piquet. That is to keep order in the
streets etc & clear the public houses at 8 PM, so I had to go in, but that was
all my reason for doing so. I was at the theatre last Friday with
Johnnie Strang. The Balkan Princess was on & it is
an excellent play. We just sat & laughed the whole time. That is my second time
since coming here I was with Andrew when he was
here.
Our horses are now better of the mange & we were
out today for the first time. It is fine to get out on to the road we have been
shut up for eight weeks now. We can't do too much yet, but they will get
hardened up gradually. We had communion last Sunday in the Bunyan memorial
Chapel & Margaret it was a lovely sight, the church was just packed, altho there
were only five out of our corp. The Scottish Horse had a big turn out; they come
from very north & the islands of the west coast. I am leaving tonight for my
weekend at home, & have spent the last few days trying my best to make my togs
look a little bit respectable. They have got rather worn out looking, but one
can't be expected to keep the so tidy as at camp. I had my strides at the
tailors getting a few patches & on the whole they are quite respectable. We are
still having delightful weather darling & these last few days have been more
like June than November. The only drawback is the mud. It seems to simply pour
thru the night & our field is, not exaggerating, got a foot of nice greasy mud.
It is just a matter of wading about all day. Well dearie your papers must
German. The Russians are still on our side & are doing great damage to our pals
of the Kaiser & on the whole things are looking very cheerful at present. My pad
is finished & I have just pinched this out of my mates one, I hope he won't be
very angry. I suppose I can give your kind regards to the crowd in Mount. You
notice I don't say love. That for me dearie, so mind. I expect to have quite a
busy time interviewing them all, but I will, as I said before darling, miss you
very much. It will seem so strange without my girl being there, but I will just
need to make the best of it Margaret. Now I think this is all just now dearie, I
have had to do this in a bit of a hurry, I usually write it on Wednesday, but
was so busy yesterday & have been the same today. My scrawl is getting worse
every week, but you'll excuse me, won't you dearie. I hope you have got rid of
your heat spots by now & keeping very well & cheery. Don't worry darling,
there's a good time coming someday. Kindest regards to all & you own dear self,
with all my love.
Your own loving Arthur
Letter #29
Bedford
11-11-14
Wednesday
My dear Margaret
I received your splendid long letter this
morning. It was a treat reading it, only I expected it when I got back
yesterday, but the mail was a day late.
I had a very pleasant weekend at home. I got home about 8 AM on Friday morning
after a very good journey, there was only four in our carriage & we had plenty
room for a doss, but nobody felt inclined for sleep, so we spent the time
smoking & drinking. That last word seems very bad, but don't worry dearie all in
our compartment were tee toddlers, & lemonade was the principal drink although
we had tea too, one of the boys having a thermos flask, his landlady lent him, &
we enjoyed a cup of hot tea about 1 in the morning very much. We got rather
strange instructions when we left Bedford, the guard came round & asked us to
draw all the blinds down as long as the light switched was on. They are doing
this on the main lines to avoid any airship from spotting the railway & perhaps
dropping a few bombs. We had all sorts of soldiers on the train; some of the
Canadians were in the next compartment. I went into the office on Friday
forenoon after my specially ordered breakfast of hams & eggs. Things are fairly
busy just now, especially in the passenger dept. We have had two boats sunk by
our pals the Germans, our commissionaire is a prisoner in Germany, Mr. Lilburns
son, who is an officer in the regulars, is lying very seriously wounded in
Woolurich hospital & one of the boys who is in the Glasgow Highlanders left for
France on the Thursday. Do you know David Caldwell & Percy
Anderson, they both stay in Second Avenue, they are also in France or on
their way to Egypt. They were not told which, but Mrs. Caldwell got a post card
from David from Southampton, saying they were just going on board the steamer
Oceanic, I think that was the name.
I was in the office for near three hours
although I did not mean to wait half that time. When I went in to see Sam (Mr.
Macfarlane) do you remember I used to talk about him, well the first thing he
said after looking twice who I was, My Arthur you're getting fat?. I nearly
laughed in his face, but managed to control myself with a smile. More than he
said I was a bit plumper especially in the face. I have also got a little over
an inch in sight, but I suppose most of that will be in getting my self squared
up & my shoulders knocked back. In the afternoon I visited some of mothers
friends along with Winnie & spent the night in the house. I went over to my
cousins on Saturday afternoon with Andrew & Winnie, &
Father & I went to the Royal at night, he had booked two seats. The
Cinema Star was on & was very good indeed. The artists came round at the first
interval & sold their photos for the Belgium Relief fund. Dorothy Ward; the star
of last years pantomimes Came up to where we were & tacked all those in uniform
& had a chat with each one, I was quite embarrassed. In the last scene she sang.
Your king & country need you?, that is the great song just now & I will try &
get a copy for you, it is a lovely piece. We got the train home & met
Frank Dougans home from Gailes for the weekend. He
was looking very well & had a quite respectable five-a-side, you know what I
mean Margaret. On Sunday I of course, had to go to church & had a good deal of
shaking hands after it, in the afternoon I went up to Bairds & then to Muriels
Goldies for tea, I was back in time for church at night. My darling I did miss
you then most of all, to begin with you were not in the choir, but after was
worst of all. Mary Harris asked me to go up altho.
I had promised to go to Strangs, however I went &
was there for about twenty minutes, of course Our Hugh
was there, it being a wet night, and the twins were in their uniform, they are
in Guys reserve battery. I then went out to
Strangs to spin the tale again & tell all about
Johnnie, getting home about my usual 9:30 AM. On Monday afternoon I went
over to Montgomery Terr., to the McCallums. I went down Sommerville Drive & do
you remember dear the last two times I went there, you just happened to pop up
at the window, well I looked up again but alas darling you did not even make an
appearance at all.
I have been & done my evenings work since
writing the rest of this letter & just got drooked, it was find when I left, but
as soon as I got into Bedford, it came down in buckets. I get very cross on an
occasion like this, so look out dearie. Well I spent Monday night in the house &
left St. Enoch at 11 PM. I managed to keep it quite when I was leaving & had
very few at the Station, Jamie Baird, Ruby Brown
from next door & her companion Jean Hugh & her sister &
brother Tom, also Mr. Gardiner of the Kirk & Andrew & Father. Mother
wanted to come, but she is so bad with nuritus (is that spelt properly) so
Winnie & she stayed at home. Well Margaret on the
whole I had a very enjoyable weekend, but too short, only
I did miss you my darling, I expected to see your late home empty, but it
is occupied. By the bye, Jenny Gillespie has left
our church, she has joined some other I forget the name, I think she is a
professional in the choir. Well I think this is all about home now. Things here
are much the same, only we have the horses out once more & we are now working
with the infantry & heavy artillery batteries. The war is still as good as ever.
We are making steady progress & Russia is now in Germany, doing some great work.
Perhaps you have heard of the German Cruiser Enden she has been doing some very
destructive work to our ships, I mean cargo boats. It was she who sank the two
Blue Funnel boats. Well she was caught yesterday by HMS Sydney & forced to run
ashore in a very battered condition, the captain was captured & also a German
prince on board, however they were allowed to keep their swords on account of
their very brave exploits. There was another boat doing great damage to boats &
she was forced to run up one of the small rivers in, I think, west Africa, then
we sank a number of small barges etc. at the mouth & she is a complete prisoner,
so that is the Pacific & Indian ocean clear of German boats except the few off
the coast of Chile. They sank two of our small warships last week. All round
things are getting on very well. So you need not worry, dearest about your
newspapers too much. We were out doing some maneuvers yesterday & while the
column were lying in cover in a low-lying road Arthur Hills (of Langs) battery
passed. He fell out & came over & spoke to me for quite ten minutes. It was very
decent of him.
When I was at home we got word from London that
my cousin had come through the great charge the London Scottish made all right.
I had a post card from him yesterday, but it took a fortnight to come & so was
written before the charge. The weather here is wretched & our horse lines are in
a terrific state, but we are just making the best of it. Who knows that we may
have fifty times worse in store for us yet, so there is no use grumbling. I had
a roll of honor here, but can't find it just now, I will have another look in
daylight & if I can't find one I will get one for you all right dearie. Well I
think this is all just now Margaret, I do hope your cold is all right by now &
you are in the best of health, I have been particularly free from colds so far &
just hope to continue the same. Kindest regards to all & my best love to your
dear self.
Your own loving Arthur
Letter #30
Bedford
11-19-14
Thursday
My dear Margaret
I received your very nice letter on Tuesday. How
the time is flying Margaret. We have now been here over three & half months,
some ways it seems no time & in other ways it seems as if I have been away
years. I am glad you had such good news from Guy. I
sent him a post card about six weeks ago, but he must have overlooked it. I have
not neared from him yet. I can't say I am feeling the best just now, I got
vaccinated about ten days ago & I have got two beauties on my arm, the doctor
says they are doing splendid, as far as he is concerned, but I can tell you they
are doing just too splendid for my taste. They are not quite so bad today, but
the last few days have been the limit. However by the time this reaches you
dear, I expect they will be well on the road to recovery. We are in a kind of
state of uncertainty just now dear. On Monday we got orders back by wire & we
got all our kits etc. packed up & we had everything ready to move, but as usual
the order was cancelled. However we are not settled down yet. We are confined to
quarters at night incase the alarm goes & there is someone in the office all
night in order to receive the word when it arrives, and we are to keep our kits
packed until told otherwise. I had to send your photo home Margaret, on Monday,
I thought it was definite when the wires were sent off recalling the others, but
I have still your little stamp photo and the one taken on the Columbia It is
splendid darling only I got a bit of a start on first looking at it. Your right
hand is in such a manner, that I thought you were holding a cigarette, but that
was very wrong of me, fancy me thinking my Margaret smoking, but it does look
funny at first glance, doesn't it dearie. However don't worry darling I know it
is all right.
When I was home mother was pretty bad with
nuritus (I don't think that is correctly spelt), and my last letter from home
says that Winnie has had to stay from school, as
mother is not able for the housework. I think it is the present times etc. that
are responsible; she writes quite cheery letters, but I find out from the others
that she is not just what her letters would make me believe. However I hope she
will soon be better again. Winnie seems to like the
housework much better than school. From all report I think this will be her last
year at school, & I am sure she won't be sorry. You remember all the lorries we
had at Cathcart, well we are having them replaced with ordinary carts & they are
touching them up just now. The horses are all getting shod anew, & the shoeing
smiths were working all night last night. The only ones I am sorry for Margaret
are those who have not had a weekend home. Orders came last night that all leave
is now stopped, and I know how disappointed they all will be. The War is still
going on steadily. We have made a little progress all along the line, but our
pals the Russians are now well into Germany, and giving the Germans back a
little of what the Belgium's had to suffer a month or so ago. I broke the rules
last night Margaret & went out of bounds, but as I am brigade orderly, I had
plenty of excuses if I had been questioned. I went to the theatre & it is
scarcely a fortnight since I was there last, but there was some thing very
special on last night, The Rosary. Margaret if you ever get the chance, go & see
it. It was splendid. Since all these soldiers came here, the theatre has been
able to get the best of companies, & I can tell you dearie last night was no
exception. I enjoyed it very much. Well Margaret I will need to stop now, the
four o'clock bugle has gone & my time is up. You see I have two hours off in the
afternoon, which makes up for my late hours at night, & your letter is usually
written during that time. I am a day late with my letter so cannot leave it till
later to finished as I might miss the mail. I was too busy yesterday with this
intended move & had just to trust to luck to do it today. Now I hope you are
keeping well Margaret & all the others too. Your mother & Jim look very well in
the photo. Glad Jim got my postcard. Tell him I
expect one back, if you don't think it rude, dearie. Well goodbye just now
sweetheart, with all my love.
Your own Arthur
If you don't hear next mail, don't be too alarmed, I will write as soon as
possible, Arthur.
Letter #31
Bedford
11-26-14
Thursday
My Dear Margaret
I am a wee bit disappointed this week I have not
received any letter and I do hope there is nothing wrong. You know my dear; it
makes such a difference your letter Tuesday. I suppose I will just need to wait
till next Tuesday, and then perhaps I shall receive two letters instead of one.
There has been very little doing this week, we have settled down once more and
hope the next alarm comes off or does not come at all. As far as I can make out
Margaret, the last alarm was caused by some report saying that there was some
intended raid, on the East coast by the Germans, however it has not come off so
far, but I understand there are great preparations all along the east coast in
case of any emergency. I have now got the brigade orderly & postman's job for
good, the other chap that took week about with me has been put in the office & I
am told that one is quite sufficient for the job. I was not too pleased at the
change, but managed to make them allow me two night per week off, provided I got
some reliable person to take the evening round. You see, Margaret, there are so
many different places to go & it takes quite a while to know them all, that is
why, at least it is the only excuse I can get out of them, but I am not
grumbling dearie, I am quite satisfied at the agreement. We had all our horses
put into private stables last Saturday & I, being wanted at any minute, have
mine very neat at hand. Fancy there is electric light in the place & it is so
handy going in at night also in the morning. You see it is dark when we start
now. I have had to use the bicycle this week, as there is something wrong with
one of my horse's front ankles, & I have to bath it night & morning with some
preparation the Vet gave me. It is such a difference going in at night to a
clean stable than to our field with a foot of mud and in it. We could not keep
our harness clean before at all. It got quite rusty every night.
I suppose you will have
heard by now that Lord Roberts died ten days ago. He went out to France to greet
the Indian Troops & was just today's over when he contracted a chill & died the
next day. I think it was pneumonia. He was brought home & buried in St Paul
Cathedral. We had a special memorial services on Sunday for the occasion.
We had a military funeral here last Tuesday. One of the Argyll & Sutherland
Highlanders. The coffin was one of our guns & we had six black horses packet
out. It was a very pretty sight Margaret, with a Union Jack over the coffin, &
only two wreathes, the firing party lead the way then the pipe band, playing
Lord Lovats lament, then the only mourner; a brother, then the gun carriage &
then the company to which the private had belonged. There's one thing I noticed
very much dearie, even the newspaper boys raised their caps as they passed & all
the soldiers that passed the cortege saluted it very smartly. In my last letter
from home, I am very pleased to say that mother is keeping a great deal better &
Winnie has gone back to school. The latest recruit from
the church is Geo Henderson;
he has joined the 5th Scottish Rifles. He said he nearly took a fit when
they told him he had passed the doctor. Andrew has
joined something or another with James Baired, Walter Peterson, I don't quite
understand what it is, but they seem to enjoy it very much.
Andrew was asked by Towser (Mrs. Towart) to a surprise party in Harris's
on Tuesday, but said he did not promise as he did not want to miss a drill, as
there were signs of promotion soon & a drill short might spoil him of a chance.
Has he kept his promise & written to you yet Margaret? I
don't know whether you know or not but Jim Brown
joined Locheil Cameron's about a month after war broke out & has been sent to
France along with David Caldwell
& Percy Anderson,
all of Second Av. I don't quite understand why all that raw Stuff has
been sent off & us kept here. It seems a bit strange, doesn't it. Joking of
course Margaret. Well I think this is about all just now darling, and I do hope
I shall get a letter next Tuesday alright. It is such a long week sometimes & I
look so forward to Tuesday Letter. Write very soon again dearest & always
remember.
Your own Arthur
Letter #32
Bedford
12-3-14
Thursday
My Dearest Margaret
I am at a loss to put my thoughts into words, as
I have received no letter this week either. My darling, I do trust you are not
in any trouble - I mean that you are not laid up with illness, that's what I was
most afraid of, that you would not stand the climate, & I pray God that if
anything has come over you, you may be speedily restored to health & strength.
Darling, this last fortnight has seemed exceeding long; you have no conception
how your letters have cheered me on, but these last few days have been simply
awful. I got a night off on Tuesday & having nowhere else to go, I went to the
picture house, but it put me more in the blues than ever. I saw some very good
pictures, but one especially made me think of the old days when I was so happy.
Darling my letter may have been cheerful, as you said in one of your letters,
but to tell you the truth Margaret, I am making the best
of life, but I am not exactly happy. Darling, I dread the future, not that I
distrust you, I'm far from that, nor am I afraid of what may be in store for me,
but, I can't quite explain myself; after such a time as I had, the last six
months before I left home, it makes me wonder, why such things should be so
abruptly brought to an end. This seems a bit muddled, but dearest, you
perhaps know, a little, what my feelings are like.
We got word last week that some of us are to go
to India, to make up the strength of the Wessex Brigade of the R.F.A. & we are
all just wondering who is to have the luck. You may wonder why I say luck
Margaret, but since the end of October we have lost all our original Officers &
have now got a complete new lot, a lot of boys, two younger than myself. Well
there is not many in the Corp, who would like to trust themselves in the hands
of such mere boys, & so, most of us have volunteered for India; in which case we
may all have to forfeit our stripes. Our Sergeant Major has asked for a transfer
to another Brigade, two sergeants are after a shift to the Royal Engineers, &
another is trying to get transferred to the Signal Coy. You will see from the
fore going; dear, that our corp. is not quite as it should be, but in the case
of us going to the continent I sincerely hope we may get a change of officers.
We are lucky in one way Margaret, the weather has been of the very best, this
last week. There is a pretty strong wind, but it is so nice & mild & beautiful
sunshine. Tonight there is a full moon & a sky so clear. It is just like
daylight & more like an August night rather than December. Doesn't the time just
fly Margaret; one can hardly imagine that we have been here over four months.
You will be surprised to hear of the latest church recruit,
Geo Henderson; I expect it will be the making of
him Margaret, if he will just take as much care as possible. I am sending you a
copy of the roll of honor that I promised you a while ago. I lost mine & had to
get another sent from home. You will see Guy's name
on the last page & those with a cross opposite them are all in this corp. It is
quite a respectable roll for our kirk.
I have got permission to go to London on
Saturday to visit my cousins. I leave here at mid-day on Saturday & return again
at mid-night. It is not very long, but it is better than nothing at all, & I
will be very pleased to see all my relations once more. If a weekend could only
get me to you darling, I wouldn't half may a try for it. My late governor Mr.
Lilburn has left a very respectable sum of money L 140,000. I wonder how much I
will come in for Margaret, I think we could both settle down very comfortably &
quietly on half of this, what do you think of it? Eh! I am glad you liked my
photo & that you received it in good condition. I was very much afraid it might
get cracked; it was put up in such a hurry. I will be delighted Margaret to get
another photo of you & your father & mother. Do you remember the little stamp
photo you gave, well I have it & a little piece of poetry, I once showed you, in
my testament. I had to send your cabinet one home, but I have still got that
little one very close to me. Well I think this is all I can write just now,
Margaret. My darling, will you please write as soon as you possibly can, that is
to say, if they have not gone a missing in the post, but I can't understand why
two should go a missing. Now I will say goodbye for a little dearest & will just
hope that I hear good news very very soon, although I am getting very anxious.
With all my love & very best wishes.
Your own loving Arthur
Letter #33
Bedford
12-11-14
Friday
My Dear Margaret
I am very glad to say that, I have got your
letters now, the first one took only ten days over to Edinburgh, but took a
whole fortnight from Ebro to Bedford & then the second arrived a week late. Oh!
Margaret. You are quite excused dearie. You have done exceeding well & I do
thank you, your last letter was exceptionally nice. I have not received anything
this week, but I expect it will come in due course all right, I am not worrying
about it, this time, athlo. I am, by no means, saying that I have not missed it.
Now Margaret I am sorry I have not much time to write my usual long letter, as
we have been extra busy this week, & owing to the rush I was put into the office
for an indefinite period. We have been working up till 10 & 11 PM every night &
spent last night in the office. There is an inspection of all equipment & books
& ledgers today, hence the rush. I had a very enjoyable afternoon & evening in
London, I went out to Ilford first to my Aunt & Uncle's, the ones who were here
when we were mobilized & then I went out to Crouchend for the evening. I saw
some of Frank's letters from France & he has been
in four fights now & has not received a scratch so far. His Captain is home
wounded & he says Frank did extra in the first battle that was their great one.
To use his own words he said, Frank came out with his bayonet dripping in blood
& as proud as punch. Isn't it terrible to think about Margaret?
The 6th & 7th Argyll & Sutherland Highlanders left here
today for France & they were all in fine spirits. The local band was out
playing all the Scotch Airs; they did not forget Tipperary & finished up with
Auld Lang Syne. That's about 6000 men away from Bedford now. Well Margaret I am
sending you one of two handkerchiefs for your Christmas & wish you very many
happy returns for your birthday, 18th isn't it. I wonder what figures it will be
when next I see you darling. I got your two photos all right & they are very
good indeed. I would not have known your father without his moustache. I
remember seeing him once or twice at home, but that is a long while ago now.
Your mother is looking very well & you dearie - well you are looking A. I. There
is one change in your hair eh? But your are still the same Margaret, smile &
all. Well I think this is all just now, I don't want to lose the post at any
cost & wish you all, the compliments of the season & you especially darling a
very Merry Christmas & a Bright New Year. Please excuse this scrawl Margaret, &
except my best love.
Your own loving Arthur
Letter #34
Bedford, England
12-17-14
Thursday
3rd Highland Ammunition Column R.F.A
My Dear Margaret
You will notice I have put the address on the
top of this page; it is a new rule out that all letters must have the sender's
full address on, otherwise they may be destroyed. They are not going to open
every letter, but those, which they might think suspicious, however mine are all
alright Margaret, it applies mostly to those for Norway & Sweden. You see we get
information from Germany through these countries & vice versa, and you need have
no fear of mine being opened. I am writing at a queer hour 2:45 AM. We have been
terrifically busy these last few nights & I am spending every second night in
the office & have just finished a bit & intended having a rest to write your
letter. I got your lovely letter on Monday enclosing the butterflies, they are
very beautiful & I am getting them put into glass & they will make a very pretty
ornament, & keep me in mind of my Margaret. You said you have had no word from
Guy, but I don't think you need have much fear of
his being away. As for as I understand, there is none of the Scottish Artillery
away & I would have heard by now if they were as there is so many of our boys
have friends & relations in the 4th Lowland. That must have been a fine trip you
had with your father to Floral Bluff (what a funny name) you would be just in
your glory among all that fruit & I don't think I would have had any objection
either. There has been a great deal of excitement here yesterday & today; some
German warships bombarded Scarborough & Whitley yesterday & did a good deal of
damage, killing about two hundred persons, according to tonight papers. They
(the warships) managed to slip in during a fog & got off as quickly as they
appeared. That is the first experience the Englishman has had of warfare & I
expect it will revive the recruiting business again. Our
latest recruit from the church is Charlie Watt,
he has joined the Glasgow Highlanders & I don't think
Andrew will be held back very long now. I heard
through my aunt in London that he had made up his mind, that the New Year would
see him a soldier too & if he does, I won't be surprised. He has stuck it well,
poor boy. We are still pegging along here Margaret & no word yet of moving. I am
sure we will see the whole of January here anyway. Well darling I must stop now,
my blinkers won't stay open any longer, I have managed to keep awake with the
aid of my (your) pipe. It is still going strong, dearie, & is in beautiful
condition now. I will have no time for private writing tomorrow & at night will
be too late for the mail. With all my love & best wishes for the New Year.
Your own loving Arthur
Letter #35
Bedford
12-24-14
Thursday
10 PM
My Dear Margaret
I received your very nice letter yesterday, but
don't understand why you have got one that week, I have managed to write every
week. I'm afraid it is the post office again dear, and I am going to write on
Wednesdays in the future & there can be no chance of missing the mail again. I
was told that Friday was mail day, but won't risk it anymore.
Well Margaret tomorrow is Christmas & it is very
seasonable weather too, very hard frost, & a nice full moon. The waits have
started coming round & will be knocking around till about midnight, they are
singing hymns & Christmas carols & it sounds very much indeed. Who would have
thought this time last year, darling what was going to happen to us all & I
often wonder how we shall spend next. Our landlady is away at Sheffield for the
holidays & I am sitting once more beside the kitchen fire. I have got the two
butterflies mounted like a lanternslide & they are up on the mantle shelf & look
exceedingly pretty. I was to get ten days New Years leave, but it has been
knocked on the head, there is rumor of another coast raid & we are once more
bundled up & ready to move off at a moments notice. It's a great life for
uncertainty Margaret, we get one rumor on top of the others & really one can't
believe anything till it actually happen. Do you remember all the lorries & vans
we had at Cathcart, well we have got rid of them all now & have got the proper
ammunition & G.S. (General Stores) wagons. They are splendid vehicles & our turn
out now, is something worth talking about. I had a very nice parcel from the
kirk, along with a letter from Mr. Ogg.
Mary is secretary of the arrangements for these
parcels & if convenient I am to acknowledge it to her.
Since my last page I have had my Christmas
dinner. I had to stop last night, I could not keep awake at all & if I had kept
on, it might have ended in me talking in my sleep, & that would never do at all,
Margaret. Well this morning was just simply beautiful, the trees had all a
splendid coating of frost & all the hedges were the same. It was just like some
of the pictures one see in Christmas Cards & that sort of thing. I had a very
big mail this morning, I had to take it in a van, and it was too much for my
usual bag & bicycle. Well about the dinner, we had goose, spuds, cauliflower &
sauce, applesauce & gravy. Then English plum pudding & sauce & Christmas pies. I
can tell you I enjoyed it immensely darling. It was something out of the usual.
Oh! I forgot the wine, five years; it was delicious & quite tee-tee. It was a
friend of our landlady, who very kindly asked us to come, seeing Mrs. Crowsley
was away at Sheffield. The landlady of the office has been very good too, when
we came in this morning she had a small table spread in the office with all
sorts of things on it. A fine cake, bottles of wine, apples & oranges, all kinds
of nuts, raisins & biscuits & some crackers. They are all very good to us
darling, but it does make one a bit home sick. I do wish I could get back to old
times for just one night & have you back beside me once more. My own Margaret
wouldn't it be fine just for one night to be together again, however there is
not much use of talking like that, & we must just put up with things & hope that
before long we will be together & happy once again. I am very glad that you have
found such a good friend in John. It makes me feel that you are quite safe & in
good company all the time. Well dearest this is about all I have to say just
now, write soon again & accept my very best love & good wishes.
Your own loving Arthur
Letter #36
3rd H (H) Bde. AC.
RFA
Bedford
12-29-14
My Dear Margaret
I have just received your very welcome letter &
am glad you got my letter all right, the post office people are funny folk, I
received yours tonight by the evening delivery, I usually, in fact always
before, get it in the morning. I am glad you liked the papers, but I am sorry to
say that the war is very very little exaggerated dear. I have spoken to a great
number of wounded soldiers & have purposely asked some of them about some of the
pictures in the war. Do you remember the one that showed the Germans firing a
maxim out of a Red Cross Wagon; well one chap told me he saw it done himself.
The Germans are doing something's, darling, you could hardly credit, from
civilized beings. I am sorry that Johns leg has turned out so bad & hope that it
will soon be all right once more, but think how happy he must be sitting there
with you looking after him & being his very slave. I would give a good lot dear
to be in his position just for one night & I bet I wouldn't half interrupt you.
Would you object darling? I don't think so. It is very good of you sending me
the fob. & I will be looking forward to getting it very very much; it will be my
charm too. I have none so far, not that I am superstitious, but most of the boys
have something & I don't want to be in the cold as far as that is concerned & we
will know later if it does it's duty.
I had a letter from Mother today & she was
saying Andrew has had a card from you & he is
simply delighted. We have had pretty wretched weather lately, two days ago it
simply poured all day & to complete the thing, it started snowing & it was a
perfect blizzard. I went to the pantomime with two other boys & it was simply
rotten (excuse the word) but it is not bad enough. I mean saw such a poor show
in all my life & to think we went through all that rain & snow for it. We were
wild. We had a big day today & are having the same tomorrow. You ought to see
some of the fields surrounding Bedford, the floods are terrific, and I never saw
the like of it in all my life. The ground is all so flat & the water has no time
to run off. I spent quite a good Christmas here considering. Our landlady was
away at Sheffield for Christmas & a friend of hers very kindly asked us up for
dinner on Christmas day. We had a very good English Christmas dinner, but it was
at night. I felt it most, it did not seem Christmas at all, however I must not
grumble, dearie. You were asking if I hung up my stacking, well I did not
Darling, even if I had I don't suppose I should have got very much in it. I hope
you are still keeping well Margaret & still enjoying your new life, you will be
quite settled down now I expect. Things here are much the same as usual, I
understand we will be off about the middle or end of February, not very long
now, is it? Well darling I think this is all I have to say just now. My best
wishes for a very Happy New Year to you all, especially your dear self. With all
my love.
Your own affectionate, Arthur
Chapter V
1915
As the new year begins,
Arthur is still training and in a few months he'll be on his way to the Western
Front. Margaret is adjusting to a new life in America (Jacksonville, Florida)
and can only hope for a early end to the war, so Arthur and her can possibly be
reunited somehow. Guy Graydon has joined up for service and soon will be on his
way to the Dardanelles.
Letter #37
3rd H H B. AC RFA
Bedford
1-6-15
Wednesday
My Darling
I received your dear letter last
night. Margaret dear, I am afraid I had a dose of the blues when I wrote that
letter, but, the same as you, I believe in writing just as I feel & I'm afraid I
vexed you a little about a dozen times, darling and I thank you very very much
for all the nice things you have written. Darling, you cannot realize what your
letters are to me, & I do look forward to it every Monday. As regards the India
business it is off. The colonel objected to our Brigade being broken up to
complete another brigade that had not a full complement of men, so that settled
it. We have now got back an old officer as Captain & he is one of the best & we
are all delighted with him, so that put us all right for that darling, I am very
pleased Margaret & I am sure you will be the same.
I also received the fob & am simply
delighted with it, it is far too good for the present time & I think I will send
it home for future use. It is very good of you darling remembering us all so
well, Andrew
has got his & Winnie
hers & they are both delighted with their presents from you.
I had a letter from Mother today &
she was saying that Andrew
is going to join the
9th High Light Infantry this week. It is just as he said Margaret; he would wait
till after the New Year & then enlist. Mother does not say much about it, she
seems to see that it is all our duty & although she will feel it a bit, I am
sure she will be quite proud of him going too.
We are doing our last fortnights
training just now, the whole division is working together & we are doing some
great maneuvers. Last Monday we had rather an exciting time, we were returning
from Bedford & owing to the heavy rains & snow, the river is greatly flooded. At
one village we passed through the whole place was flooded. I was mounted as
usual & in the main street, we had some very deep water. Altho' I was on my
horse my feet were in the water, so you can see yourself dearie, how deep it
was. The Brigade is
moving to Salisbury Plain on the 21st for firing practice, but it is not quite
definite whether we are to go or not. Things are
looking very like going to France now, we have new wagons, harness, suits & are
getting new rifles next week, so I expect it won't be very long now.
Don't you worry too much darling; I'll take good care of myself.
Do you remember
David Caldwell
of Second Ave., well he is in the
trenches now & has had a very narrow escape, and his bayonet was split in two by
a bullet. Mother sent him a black bun & he was just out of the trenches when it
arrived, so she is very pleased about it. She has sent a bun to all the boys
Laurie Dalglish,
Guy,
John Strang
etc. & of course my self.
Well my dear I think this is
about all I have to write just, I would just like to add that I am quite
contented now & that whatever may happen, you may be sure dearest that you will
always be in my thoughts at all times, wherever I may go. I have told you before
Margaret how much it is to me to think that I have one like you, my very own,
thinking about me & praying too. It has kept me right in Bedford & that says a
great deal. Well I will stop just now sweet one, you can be sure I have you
always in my mind altho' you are so far away.
With my very best love & God bless you darling
Your own loving Arthur
Letter #38
3rd Highland Ammunition Column R.F.A.
Bedford
14th January 1915
My Dear Margaret
I have got two of your
letters to answer this week. I got your very nice one written on Christmas
night, or rather the night after. I am glad you enjoyed yourself dearie &
just hope you did ditto at the New Year. I have not very much to say this
week, in fact I don't know how I am going to manage my usual four pages. I
had a visit last night from my Uncle John, the gentleman who was with us
when we were mobilized. He is on his quarterly travels through Bedfordshire,
& as before, paid me a visit.
My cousin is still
safe & has done a good deal more fighting, his chum was shot dead, by his
side a fortnight ago: The London Scottish have now lost about five hundred
wounded, killed & missing.
We are in the midst of divisional maneuvers just now, the whole division is
working together, & we have had some fine battles, but no casualties so far.
The floods have gone down a good bit now, so we have had no more wading, and
the weather is now A I, just like spring, fine & mild & plenty of sunshine.
I am now in the office
for the afternoon only & get on forenoon parades etc. & am not in the least
sorry about it. It is so much nicer out in this fine weather & I feel ever
so much better out. I have just had my dinner Margaret, the usual stew. How
do you fancy stew for six months eh!? However I am not grumbling darling, so
don't worry. After all
Andrew
did not manage to get
in the Glasgow Highlanders
& he seems to be very disappointed about it, he had a very slight varicose
vein in his right leg. The doctor said it was very slight, but it would not
look very well with a kilt. It seems a pretty lame excuse & what made him
wild was that some passed at the same time, even though they were under the
specific height. I don't know yet or not, but anyway I think it was rather
hard lines. I got a good tip this week, if I go anywhere you will know where
I am, I will put a dot, very small, over the first letters I get, I have put
on "Bedford" this time, twig? Well I think this about all just now darling,
I hope you are keeping well & all the others too. How are the good
resolutions getting on? With fondest love
Your own Arthur
Letter #39
3rd Highland Ammunition Column R.F.A.
Bedford
1-21-15
Thursday
My Dear Margaret
I got your very
nice letter of 3rd Jan. yesterday. It was splendid reading Margaret, & may
they never be shorter. I am very pleased to hear you have been at Communion
darling & hope it will be the first of very many. I wonder whether when my
next one will be. I would like very well to see you with your hair down, a
sweet seventeen & never been kissed?? It does not matter in the least to me
dearie what like you have your hair, you are always the same to me, as long
as it is not short, eh! I remember fine the first time it was up, you looked
a knob that day. It was very good of that lady & gentleman giving you the
photo frames, & I am delighted you have put them where you say. I wonder
when we will make use of the contents. You were talking about being too
frivolous, but I hardly think so, I think I might be put in that category
(is that correct) I have been in the habit of going once a week to the
theatre, I have got fed up with the picture houses, or rather they are apt
to make me have that feeling. I don't know why that should be, but it does,
I think I miss the young lady who used to accompany me, & so it is very very
rarely I visit one. I like the singing & music best, in fact in some of the
plays the music & singing is worth going alone. I need not say that so far I
have been very independent as far as company, & so far it looks as if I will
continue doing so. Would you believe it darling, I have not been out with a
girl since I came here. I often wonder if I were to have you for one night,
how I would act, I think I have forgotten all the formula; but I have heard
it say it does not take long to pick it up again. I think I would risk it
dearie.
We have had a
Zeppelin raid on the Yarmouth coast, two nights ago, they did comparatively
little damage & only killed a very few.
You see they always attack unfortified places & then go back & tell yarns of
great deeds, I understand the Germans are mad with joy (as the paper says)
over the great victory of killing a few women & children, different from our
raid at Christmas, we went for their naval base & did no little damage. Then
they won't let their boats out for a decent battle, they have a few
submarines floating about & they occasionally pop off one of our ships. The
one you refer to was the Bulwark. How they did not do that. There was an
internal combustion explosion, which might have lost 20 now, but they have
lost more, look at the Falkland Islands battle etc. They have done nothing
great yet. We are having a Burns night on the 25th in a local hall. We have
ordered special Hagis from Scotland & ever so many are getting up various
things to do. Then Eric Fairlie is going to give his favorite "Burns
oration". The Captain is going to be chairman, so we should have a fairly
good night & they will behave, seeing who the chairman is. I think I told
you before I am now in the office for the afternoon only, but that has been
knocked on the head now. I was nest going to try & get out altogether, but I
am put back in again for good. I am to be pay sergeant, the present one does
not quite suit. I will get an extra 6th per diem, but the work is rather
intricate & as there is so much money involved, I am not quite at my ease
about it. However it was an order & must be obeyed. I will just need to take
great care & think I will manage through somehow. All the same I did like
out in the open air.
I don't think we
will be here for a great length of time now & when we move there will be no
office work then, so I will need to do my best for the time being. Between
you & I darling, I am a little bit flattered at getting it, if it were note
the late hours & all indoor. Margaret I am going to ask you a favor, In your
next letter could you please enclose one or two post cards of Jacksonville,
I would like very much to see what like it is. Don't think me rude dearest,
but you know my feelings, & if there were any think like that you would
like, be sure & ask for it. That's one of our privileges you know. We are
having extremely cold weather just now, the last week has been nice &
frosty, but today is raw & very cold. Just the kind of day, one used to like
to sit down in front of a nice fire in a fine cozy room. But none of that
now dearie, worse luck. I was just thinking last night of some of the nights
we had last winter, between minstrels & one thing & another, I think it was
bit all right. What do you say Margaret. I still keep my "period of
thoughts" for bed, although it is not quite so long as before. I am more of
a sleepy head now days. I had a very good trip last week; I had to go to a
place called Milton Earnest about eleven miles from Bedford. The Vet
Hospital is there &
I went for one of our horses, which was undergoing treatment. It was a
splendid ride out & I led the other one home.
The only bad thing here is the amount of traction engines, & as you know,
horses are none too fond of anything with steam. Well I think this is about
all I have to say just now dear, I hope you keeping well & enjoying the good
weather. It will soon be getting too warm for you. I am keeping quite well
only for a cold, but they are all over just now & there is an epidemic of
measles just now in the Division, but I am glad to say, there are no cases
so far in our corp. Kindest regards to all & best love to yourself
Your own loving
Arthur
Letter #40
Bedford
1-28-15
Thursday
My Dear Margaret
I received your
very nice letter on Tuesday. You seem to be getting an expert housewife & I
am very glad you are liking it Margaret. You are well off getting such fine
weather just now. I can't say that we are getting the same. Today is not so
bad, but lately it has been very cold & raw & not at all to pleasant. You
have got a fine lot of presents & I am pleased
Andrew
remembered you. You say, "Somebody must think something of Margaret".
Margaret is that something new? Eh! I don't think so, somebody has always &
always will. Darling I am always thinking of you especially at night & there
is never a night, but I remember you in my prayers, asking that I may have
you back beside me at not a very distant date. Darling when is that to be. I
heard about
Guys Battery
being shifted to Tillicoultry & none of them seem to be extra pleased with
it. There is no truth in us being shifted, and as far as I can see will be
here for a good time yet.
We are in the midst of
a Zeppelin scare just now.
I was going to London on Saturday, but it has been knocked on the head
through this scare. There are strong piquet's at every road leading into
Bedford & a number of guns are entrenched & set skywards with a detachment
ready for action day & night. Quite cheery isn't it?
We had a great
naval battle last Tuesday 26th in the North Sea. Five of our largest
battleships met a squadron of German boats & put them to flight, sinking
their largest & another smaller one & seriously damaging other two big ships.
We lost no ships & had very very little damage done & only a matter of about
20 casualties. I have started my new duties today as Pay Sergeant. It is a
pretty intricate job, but if I take great care I hope to get on all right. I
have to make up the "Pay & Mess" book, "Billeting" book & keep the Corp
Cashbook & pay the men every Friday. The best time is on Saturday evening
when the books are squared up & I am square in my cash, which is about L 150
per week, quite a respectable sum? Eh! I wrote to Mary & got a very nice
reply from her, she was saying then that
Guy
was with them, but was recalled two hours before his time was up, all for
nothing. These false alarms are a perfect nuisance dearie, but we are quite
used to them now, and are quite used to them now, and are quite prepared to
move at any time now. Do you remember Sydney Temley, well he is postman &
brings me my letters & as a rule posts mine to you and he told me to tell
you he was asking for you, he wanted me to give you his love, but I couldn't
do that. I want all that for myself. There is quite a number of letters
every Tuesday from USA for the corp. I wonder how many of the receivers are
in the same position as me?
Andrew
has not joined
anything yet, but he said last week that he might try the 4th Lowland
Brigade (Reserve) R.F.A.
He seems determined to join something. Well Margaret I think this is about
all I have to say just now. I hope you are all keeping & that you are
enjoying yourself all right & "behaving" that is a useless question. Darling
isn't it? I will soon be getting your next letter; I count the days as soon
as I get one till I will get the next. Well good afternoon just now dearie,
with fondest love
Your own Arthur
"from the James F. Brammer collection";
Jacksonville, Florida
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