Letters From The Bowes Brothers

My dearest Mother, Honestly Mother, this is the first time I have had any few minutes on my hands in some time as after we

My dear Mother, Well Musie, now for a little confession. I have been in bed for four days with a cold. It was more like

My dear mother, Here I am back in camp again and as promised in my last letter I am writing again. I got in here

Dear Mother, You will see by the above that I am in London and staying at the above club. It is a dandy place right

My dear Mother, We had a letter from Cliff just before he left for France but could not get over to see him although we

My dear Mother, The camp is still muddy but not bad at that. We have straw ticks to sleep on and four blankets besides raised