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I am under no illusions - I shall meet him no more – we die wholly.
Words, as I say, or even thoughts, do not really console but there are some memorial verses by Rdt Stevenson which Id like you to read - In "Underwoods" in memory of some lad of 17 – They begin with "Oh stricken hearts, remember oh remember – (look it up well worth}
It full enlarges on the fact "that April came and smiled and never will drive December – and that we who remain are the true losers –
And now there remains so far to us Robert – brave patient uncomplaining in his dugout – He certainly is worth renewed interest in the immediate future – The Bartons are trying hard to get him sent to England – to get a commission here, and go into an Officers training Camp - Be We don't care a damn about the commissions – he could get one out there if he tried – but we want to get a respite from our daily terror and lose him, and I think to many time to Stephanie – My family, who I have had little to do with for many years, are now pressing to have this done – I wonder if I ever told you that although we have been v. ordinary folks – clergymen, soldiers, and well to do farmers – we are an example of people with little or no landed estate [indecipherable] and yet we are an "old family" – we carried the standard at Flodden and have grubbed along to here 1513 – till now – and Robert is absolutely the end of the male Sherongs – my brother has 3 daughters only.