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<p>a4701809.html</p><p>No.121</p><p> "In the Field" - somewhere in</p><p> "La Belle" France (7N)</p><p> Sun. matin - April 21<sup>st</sup>. 1918</p><p> → .. ⇔</p><p>My Dear Mother,</p><p> Father, & Sisters.</p><p>There's very little of interest that I can skite to you of this week-end, as we are still in the region where Bother brews, & so far all goes well with the old Batt<sup>n</sup>., - & me - for which let us be truly thankful.</p><p>I am rather 4tunate this time, because I, together with a certain number of others, have been kept out of the Front line for a bit of a spell, it being our turn. Tho. the rest of the boys are "boxin'-on" with Fritz just over the 2<sup>nd</sup> low ridge, we are not kept in idleness, for there's lots to do & every man is badly needed, especially during this crisis in our history - a serious time for us all.</p><p>The elements are still continuing erratic & it feels as tho. Spring is still playing with us, as rain, mist, sleet, a little snow, & lots of cold winds have come along since the beautifully fine days & weeks we had recently while up near famous Hill - & Y - . Ah well, we must content ourselves with the thought that this is not dear old "Aussie", & that perhaps later on, God willing, we'll bid it good-bye-ee for the last time. Oh that that time was now!</p><p>We are experiencing a strange kind of warfare - strange because the long established trenches & breastworks do not now border mystic "No Man's Land". How long it will continue thus, we know not, but it's to be hoped overwhelming Victory may be the Allies' soon. The boys up in the so-called "Line" bring us strange stories of happenings thereabouts - pigs, cows, & sheep running about "No Man's Land", the deserted Farms, & Villages, & so on. I could add a great deal more about what I've seen myself here, but I think I'd better draw the</p>