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Date: May 7th 1916
To
Mother
From
Harry
Letter

Sunday May 7th 1916
My dear Mother:-

Well it is now 11 A.M. 6A.M. Montreal time and you are all in bed. This is a very pretty place but it is pouring rain today. We have not seen hardly any sun since leaving St Johns. We had a very interesting trip but I cannot tell you very much about it. Only had one rough day, many of the boys were sea sick, but I did not feel it at all. We got a great reception all the way along the [?] Road in England. The Union Jack was very prominent in the hands of women and children. We noticed the difference in the way we were received as soon as we got out of the province of Quebec into New Brunswick. At Moncton at midnight the women of the town came down to the station woke us up and gave us all carnations. I saw [?] very clearly it is beautiful. We had one [?] which I could not go at all. Also one of Australian rabbit which I enjoyed. If I could tell you all about our trip you would all be surprised and interested. I have kept my diary, and have tried to write it very fully it will be interesting to you all. It was hard to leave you all and your letter Mother dear was all that a son could desire. You made my last days in Canada such happy ones and I am most grateful. We are all living in huts there 34 of the boys in mine. We eat out of our own mess tins. There is more men in this camp then the population of Sherbrooke. We are very comfortable, and the grub is good. Around here at 2 o'clock in the morning, the 73 come to this camp yesterday.

When we arrived in Liverpool all the boats at the port blew their whistles to welcome us. Opposite Liverpool is a place called Brighton and any number of ferries run between the two places. The people on these boats cheered us to the echo. There are no places of any size near us. We came through Birmingham where we were given coffee at the station. The trains are so small but [?] like the mischief. One of our boys got locked in the W.C. at Birmingham station because he did not have a penny to put in the slot which unlocks the door, [?] missed train only got out by climbing over partition. Things are so different here. Will write again soon my dear Mother with love to you all.

Believe me.

Your loving son Harry.

Pte. Harry Morris
178089
Can Grenadier Guards
3 Co 12 Platoon
Bramshott Camp
Liphook.Hants
England

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