Letters to Mrs R. H. Caldwell, from her son Robert Douglas Caldwell and other soldiers, 1917-1919 - Page 186

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all like our spring weather, the fields are covered with butter cups & everything is some hue of green just like England was when we arrived there only prettier I think. I am writing this sitting out in a pretty green paddock behind our billets. I just nocked off to steal some milk from a cow that came marching by, a drink of milk does one good occassionally. I have just received two parcels, one from you your usual nice little dainty one which I always so like getting & one from Auntie Cissie & girls,

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