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[Page 163]

28.11.17

Belgium

My dear Sister

I have sent you a couple of bits of Fritzie entanglement, which I think you will agree is frightful stuff, they are laid from post to post tangled and retangled untill there is a depth of 20 & even more yards, barbed wire is everywhere & one has to go very carefully when walking, at night it is abominable, a fellows puttees are often torn.

For Mothers birthday I am sending a little dressing table case one of my sappers is making it now cutting it from a solid piece of oak from a ruined cathedral.  I got the timber myself & it was carried many & many a mile in my toolcart [?].  I have mentioned this cathedral in many of my letters to you & I know that you will treasure the little box although I have not the slightest idea whether it will be any use to you, however this is for Mother to decide. I think it is too small for handkerchiefs although I have purchased a bottle of French scent to sprinkle within it, the design is very plain because we have not the tools to make it otherwise. I sketched

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