Item 01: Oliver Hogue letters, November 1914-29 December 1915 - Page 154
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[Page 154]
Same place 23/7/15
Jean
Youre a wit. A real witty wit without a doubt. Those caustic dissertations about my poor old chin and the moustache (which I have sacrificed to your impertinence) could only emanate from a brilliant wit. Never mind. One of these fine days I'll think of something mean to say in reply & then beware. Run away you little boys. [sketch of stick figures] I suppose they thought that you were going to fall off the horse eh. (Run away I tole yer) Its no good Jean. They want to see you ride 'Bing' again [sketch of stick figures] Mee whoa. Great Scott, shes off. Never mind my darling. When you ride 'Herald' when we get back
I am surprised at your making goo goo eyes at a man in the train. You should quail before the rude glance of the stranger and not pinch his birds. Dear dear, what are the girls coming to?. Now when I was a girl LIAR
As I was about to remark my dear we are having a very good time here. It is quite true that our conversations are punctuated by gunfire and accompanied by the rattle of musketry but as we go along we learn the way to dodge shrapnel & its a gift worth cultivating. Bathing is still a joy when we can get down to the beach. But the dirty dogs send us shrapnel by day & snipe us by night. But in the words of the poet" - better be dead than dirty' (not for little Ollie)