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France; October 29th, 1918


My Dear People,

Just a few lines to let you know I am quite well.

Things are going fairly well over here now. We won the Brigade drilling competition yesterday & will now represent the Brigade in the Divisional competition. The weather has been very nice lately & we have not had any cold weather to speak of yet. The French people are as busy as bees digging up their root crops, potatoes, marigolds, turnips etc. The women here work dreadful hard, they are at it first thing in the morning & last thing at night, young & old just the same.

I had a letter from Mick Griffen the other day, he is doing alright in Hurdcott. I also heard from Henry Tralaggan, he is on a Base job now & will very likely not be sent to the line again on account of his shoulder, which is quite right, as it has been out ten times now.

We are to be reviewed by General Hobbs, commanding officer of our division to-morrow so I suppose their will be some fussing. When we are out spelling we have to keep our equipment scrubbed & the brass-work polished; especially on those drilling stunts & I can tell you the Aussies look very smart indeed.

Major General Talbot Hobbs inspecting troops


Well I will close now hoping you are all quite well.

I remain
Your Loving Son & Brother
Tom

France; May 6, 1918

My Dear People,

Just a short note to let you know how I am getting along.

Since last writing to you I have received 9 letters - one from Sis, 2 from Uncle Dan & Aunty Ada & a photo, one from Pat Griffen, one from Hilda Taylor, 2 from Annie (Feb 26th, March 6th), one from Mum (Feb 27) & one from Dad (Feb 17th). I was glad to hear you were all doing well & very pleased to know your wheat & wool turned out so well.

We are still on our good job & doing quite well.

May 8th

I am still doing quite alright but, we have shifted out of our comfortable house & are in little bivouacs now, still things are very nice & we are all quite happy. We had some rain yesterday, but it is fine & a bit cloudy to-day.

Poor Ada Onley had bad luck losing her husband so soon. How is Mrs. Cahill getting along?

Uncle Dan tells me he had a lovely crop, the family look quite well in the photo they sent me.

By the way the Block must have had a lot of wheat on it if you got 3,400 bags, as I think someone mentioned that you had 700 bags at Ilfradale. I am not quite sure of this. That would leave 2,700 for the Block or a few bags more than I got off it & I suppose they were heavier bags than mine (some crop). I suppose Poor Will was grease & dust all over when he was reaping it. Who is his girl, now? & who does John use his bike after?

Well I must close now as I have to get the rations directly, hoping you are all quite well.

I remain

Your Loving Son & Brother

Tom.

I heard Frank Richards was wounded (W. Arnold told me) but I do not think he got to Blighty (England).

Address torn out; September 20, 1917

My Dear People,

Just a short note to let you know I am quite well. As you will see from my address we have shifted camp since I last wrote to you & are a bit nearer the line but still a good way off.

I have just received a letter from Hilda Pohlner (July 1st). They were quite well then, she gave me all the news of that part.

The people here grow a lot of hops. They are just ripe now, so some of our chaps do a bit of picking. The hop plant grows a lot different to what I thought it did. I reckoned it was a little bush, but they put up poles about 15 ft high & have wires crossed all over the top Then they tie a thin piece of wire with a piece of string and tie the other end in the ground.



They plant the hops in April & they climb up the thin wire right to tie the top, & they hang down like a great big bunch of mistletoe. When they go to pick them they cut the string with a knife arrangement on a long pole and they whole plant comes down. Then they sit in chair and pick off the hops & put then in a cane basket. The contract price is threepence a basket. I guess I would starve at that game.

I see in the Record that Ralph Thomas has been having a good time invalided in England.

It is my Birthday to-day & I am twenty-five, terrible old isn't it.

Well I must close now. Hoping you are all well & doing alright

I remain

Your Loving Son & Brother

Tom

France; July 5, 1917

My Dear People,

Just a few lines to let you know that I am quite well and doing alright.

We had our Divisional competitions yesterday and though it looked like rain in the morning, it fined up nicely in the afternoon and we had a very good day. We were in the Company drill competitions & came second - the 38th Battalion beating us - but I don't think they had very much to spare.

I went to a French church last Sunday. It was a nice little church & they had very nice singing. They sing all the Mass. The Churches here are all done up magnificently inside and some of them are very old.

In a casualty list the other day I saw where a J. F. Dann, Oodlawirra had died of wounds. I suppose it was George's brother. Very hard luck for his people to lose two boys.

The crops are all out in ear now. The French people are making their hay. They cut patches of grass or anything, using a mower to cut it. They have queer ways of farming, there are no fences & each farmer has his land set out in little pieces & grows wheat on one, barley another, beet on another & so on. Each piece only being about an acre, or less. They drive their horses with one rein. Their ploughs are comics, a single furrow has two ploughs - one ploughing & one up in the air. When they come to the end they change ploughs & go back the same side, the plough turning the soil over the same way. This does away with furrows & keeps the ground level.




July 7th.

I am at a Brigade bayonet school for a few days now but will be back with the Battalion Monday. The weather is splendid & everything is lovely & green. I would not take any notice of the rumours of no green etc. as it is probably only bluff.

I have heard there is an Australian mail for troops in now. Well I will close now hoping you are all quite well.

I remain

Your Loving Son & Brother

Tom.

Hurdcott; March 25, 1917

My Dear People,

Just a few lines to let you know I am quite well. I got back from Lyndhurst last night after a fairly successful course there. It was not the starvation place they said it was. I could live on the grub pretty comfortable, although some of the others used to growl plenty & go out & get their tea in the town.

We spent an hour or so in Southampton when we were coming back & we were in Salisbury for awhile. There is a lovely Cathedral in Salisbury.


Most of the other chaps in the school secured girls in Lyndhurst but not me. I have not been able to find Frank Richards since I came back. They say he has gone to Weymouth but I suppose you will hear from him.

There has not been any Australian mail in the last fortnight. There is a sort of a scrambling pack up here to-day, with rumors of France etc. but I am taking it very cool & unconcerned as I think it is only a sort of a 'see how quick you can pack up'. But I hope to be on my way to France inside a fortnight & I will be very pleased to be going over.

I suppose you will soon be starting tilling now, they are planting potatoes & things every where here now, potatoes are very scarce in England.

After Tea.

Things are quietening down a bit now, but one company is standing by, ready to turn out at any time. I am not in it at all, but if I thought it was France I would be. The rumors we hear would make you laugh. Germans landed in England etc., but I think it is all smoke.

Well I must close now, hoping you are all well as I am.

I remain,

Your Loving Son & Brother

Tom.

Hurdcott; January 31st 1917

My Dear People,

Just a line to let you know I am quite well. When I got back from London Friday night there were two letters here for me, one from Nell and one from Mum & Annie, dated Dec 11th 1916. That is the last mail I have got. I was very glad to hear you were all well, but was sorry that you were worried about my pay.

Of course that is the usual course for reinforcement sergeants, but I did not know it when I left. The reason is this - the rank is only acting & any big bug can revert you at any time if you are not up to your job. So the C.O. of a troop-ship generally reduces a few of his N.C.O.'s on the way over. Our Colonel reduced a good many. Well you see, if they were paying out C.D. pay while you were on the trip they would not know of the reduction in pay till you landed here & it would cause a lot of inconvenience getting it back. So they wait till they get the news from this end before paying it out. But I suppose you have got mine before this. It would be about £14.0.0 for the trip over. After that you will get no more till I am gazetted a sergeant so that I can make a fresh allottment.

It is the simplest thing to get reduced here - if you lose a prisoner when you are Sgt. of the guard, or when in charge of an escort, they court-martial you & then take your stripes off in front of the parade of perhaps a 1,000 men. So it does not pay to take any risks with prisoners here, as some of them are pretty hard nuts. I saw one Sgt reduced here. He was in charge of an escort & got drunk & one of his prisoners got away. So they took his stripes off & he is in the clink now, doing 30 days detention for his carelessness. So you see you have got to be right on the mark here.

Yesterday I was sent to Marlborough with a man as escort for a prisoner - it must be about 60 miles away. We caught a train at Wilton, a small town about five miles from here (we always catch the train there if we are going London way) & went up the London line as far as Andover Junction & then we had to take a train going on the Cheltenham line - to Marlborough. We had about an hour to spare so had a bit of a walk round the town. It is rather a nice place. We had a look at an old water wheel flour mill - the first I have seen. It was a good wide wheel about 6 or 8 ft wide & the water was running under it & turning it around.
Australian soldiers are pretty rare there - as we could tell from the remarks we heard - but they know you a mile off on account of our hats. You are not allowed to wear your cap here & all the
English tommies wear caps.





We saw a big college there & a lot of the boys playing hockey. Well, after a bit of a stroll we went back to the Police Station & got our prisoner. He belongs to our Coy & came over with the 7/32, the same unit as H. Tralaggan. He cleared out of camp about a week ago without any pass or anything & got caught up at this place. I knew I would have to do some rum jobs when I joined the army, but I did not know I would have to do police jobs. I had a pair of hand-cuffs in my pocket but he came quietly so I did not put them on him. He got 28 days clink today for being absent without leave for a week. When you are Sgt of the Guard here, which happens here fairly often, you are something like a head jailer, with a bunch of keys locking & unlocking cell doors to let prisoners in & out. There are about 3,000 Australian soldiers floating about England absent without leave. They came over for the trip not to go to the war & it is on account of them that it is almost impossible to get leave except the four days London leave.

I will now tell you about what is said to be the coldest snap they have had in England for twenty years. When we were coming home from London there was a dry frost on with an East wind. The air & ground was absolutely dry, in fact so dry that the dust was blowing. But it was some cold I can tell you! All the water taps were frozen & a good many of them burst. The only place we can get water is at the warm bath house. The water buckets in our huts were frozen solid & after we warmed them over the fire a bit we could turn the ice out in a solid block. I have not seen anything like it before. For ten days the thermometer has not been above freezing point & there is plenty of skating going on about England. A good lot of the Thames is said to be frozen over.

The cold is playing up terrible with our men. A lot of them get colds & pneumonia & a good many Australians are dying over it. I do not mind so much, except standing on the Parade ground while the Battalion does a flash fall in. Of course when you have a rifle it is cold on your fingers so I bought a good pair of leather gloves (lined) in London. But it is cold calling the roll & we are not allowed to wear overcoats on parade. While I am moving about I do not notice the cold & I sleep warm enough at night, you can get as many blankets as you like, but I appreciate your nice warm socks that I have, but I would not wear a scarf as your throat gets too soft.

The climate here is ever so much drier than I thought it was; there has been very little rain here since I came here though they say it rains a good lot here a bit later on. The ground, in England seems to be mostly a few inches of soil over a rocky bottom. The farmers here use single & double furrow ploughs & they plough very light "scratchings". They are always manuring it with rotten straw etc.

They are making great efforts to organize the production of the country & orders came through for P.C.s to cultivate every inch of ground they had to spare for potatoes etc. & the millers have got to put at least 5 percent of oats or barley crush in their flour. British people generally wake up a year or two after they ought to. They are also short of sugar here. We get plenty of tucker here. The sergeants have a mess here. We pay sixpence a day & it is well worth it the way we are fed. They say we live as well as the Officers.

Sunday Feb 4th.

I have just come back from Church Parade. We have mass here every Sunday morning. The Priest is the best preacher I have ever heard. I am sending you a bundle of Post-cards views of London. I hope you get them alright. I was sorry to hear Aunty Ada had been ill but hope she is well again. I will be writing to some of them soon but I have been pretty busy since I came here. I do not remember the Miss Tothill that died. So Mr Davidson will be leaving Mt. Bryan. I hope they get a "strict" teacher in his place, don't you John? There is a rumor going round here that there are so few men enlisting that they are likely to close Mitcham & send the men to Melbourne & that all N.C.O. & Officers Schools are closed. I don't care anyway as it makes no difference to me.

Well, I must close now & post this as the Australian Mail closed today. Hoping you are all well as I am, except for a bad cold which everyone has here.

I remain Your loving Son & Brother

Tom.

It is snowing lovely here now.