July 11, 1918
I received your card some long time ago, and was sure glad to hear from you again.
How are you anyway? I hope you’re all right. You told me on the card to try a letter for a change. So here goes, I’ll do the best I can. Why want just me to write a letter?
I’ll bet you’re getting so many now that it keeps you busy answering them. Isn’t that right, kiddo? I got a letter from Bessie, and she sent me your picture. It’s dandy too. I have looked at it more than you can think for it makes me homesick when I look at my old picture. I heard that you are as large as Cecile [Maude’s middle sister] now. Is that all you have to do is grow?
I think that I’ll have to come back on a visit or I won’t know you. You think I won’t?
How is Clark getting along now? I suppose you know if anybody does. How about it? Does Harvard play any baseball yet?
Maude, that’s a good picture of you and Clark. Were you a-walking together?
Where did you spend the fourth at? I haven’t celebrated since I left home. That’s pretty good for a scrub, isn’t it?
Do you go to any dances any more? Or isn’t there any to go to?
I was up on the Raven [Alberta] last winter with Bechtels, I spent about six weeks with them. Had a pretty good time.
You ought to see the girls. I don’t believe that you would know them now. Mabel wrote me about 4 months ago and she said when I wrote to you, tell you hello for her.
She is working in Red Deer [Alberta] now. Gladys is staying at home.
I was in Calgary about a month ago. I went up thru to get my birth certificate signed or get the American consul’s stamp on it. And I had to swear that I would fight for Uncle Sam. I was in town last night, and I saw a good ball game. It was Vulcan & Bassano. The score was 4-0 nothing in favor of Vulcan. It sure was a good game.
I wouldn’t have been in town but I haven’t started to work since I got my big foot run over. The right one is awful sore yet, can’t hardly walk on it. The left one is all right. But I still have to sue crutches. That’s no fun. I may go up to Raven for the 20th. They want me to come but I don’t know just what to do yet. Can’t you tell me? Send a wireless, wouldn’t that be all right? Say whether I should go North or South.
Did you ever see a folding love letter? I’m going to fold one and send you. Is there anyone to object? If so let me know. There was a big picnic west of here today and a big dance tonight. In a seven thousand dollar hall. There is four or five of the boys going from this camp but me I’ll say at home as usual. I’m getting to be a regular old man.
Do you believe me?
How is Ellen getting along? The folks never say anything about her when they write. Perhaps she’s married. It’s as all the rest are doing.
I come near falling over when I heard that Bessie was married and I also heard that Hatty was married.
I suppose you’ll be next, now Maude let me know if anything like that happens. I want to be the best man. Get me? There has been four or five weddings around here that I know of.
Laying all jokes aside, I would have liked to seen Bessie married, but didn’t find it out until about a month ago. Well as news is scarce I think I’d better ring off for this time, don’t you? You’ll be sick of this kind of stuff.
Now Maude, let me hear from you and tell me some news, the news, you know. Good news. Get me? Say Maude if you don’t like to have me write this way just let me know, will you? And I’ll not. Get me?
Will you burn this letter after you have read it then no one will get hold of it, you know we used to burn our notes at school and them good old days, ha ha.
When you’re lonesome or want some to do just write me a letter for fun. I’ll be glad to get it. Well here goes for the folding love letter. I would like to put a lot of hugs and kisses in it but then I am afraid it mite make you angry. Would it? Clark, he might kick too.
Excuse writing as I am a poor writer. I don’t even try to keep in [illegible]. Well I must say goodbye for now.
As ever yours, Hugh Q, Bassano, Alberta Box 7.
Inside is a tiny folded note, criss-crossed with creases. It says:
Well, I think I told all I know, and it took me more than 30 seconds, too. This is supposed to be a folding love letter but I don’t know how to put the Love in it. Do you? But I’ll send my love anyway. Can you fold this up again? It’s not hard to unfold but it’s not so easy to fold. Yours truly, Hugh.