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Letter from Pte. Harry Jowsey

The following is a letter from Pte. Harry Jowsey, brother of Mr. N.T. Jowsey, of Hanbury, who is serving his Country, and on Active service. There are eight brothers, five of whom are with the Army, and one was killed in action at the battle of the Orchard. Mr. Jowsey made application last summer at Haileybury but could not qualify. Pte. Harry belongs to the Signalling Division.
Dear Bro.:
Here I have been over a year with the C.E.F. and not a glimpse of a Hun. It is the same with a good many of us as there is little doing since I came across the Channel.
The other night I met a few Old Porcupines, among them Joe Sullivan, John Breman and Sandy McIntyre whom you might know. Last Sunday I had the great good fortune to meet one of my best O.A.C. chums whom I hadn't seen for a long time. We were talking about everything that we had been doing when he said he had met you up North. He said you had two black foxes. His name is Bill Kedey. He is from Fitzroy Harbor and was my very best chum.
I am not far from where dear old Fred went West. I Have not seen his grave but Bill Foran is going to take me to where it is some day in the near future.
Jimmie Foran is looking fine and he said to me not long ago, that he wished Nathan was over there with him and they sure would have a time. Jimmie and you used to hit it up pretty well one time. Not long ago I was over to see Bill Sweeney. He is O.K. but the strain of hearing those shells bursting has aged him quite a bit. Bill says he would rather set the fuse off himself as then there would be plenty of time to beat it. Art is stacking up fine; made the best score at shooting in the Brigade. I expect he will be over here soon and then I will see him. It is just two years ago to-morrow he and I drove from the old home to Chelsea to a box social. Talk about cold, I never was so called in all my life, but I've been a darn sight wetter over here and the mud is lovely. The weather is very doubtful in this part of the globe, but it will be better in a month or two, or at least we can live in hopes.
How are things going with you anyway, Old Sport? Everything is O.K. with me and if I don't go West while out here.
The kids at home are coming up good. Bev. Created a slight sensation and I guess he feels quite a man now. We over here are all putting in a hum drum life but hope to kick out the Huns in the near future.
Christmas was a dandy day here. New Year's will soon be here and then the year 1916 will come on apace. I trust this may find you in the best of health. Cheer O, this can't last forever.
Yours lovingly,
Bro. Harry.