Letters from Ernest William Baker to his Family, 1914-1918 - Part 5











yourself a little something that
you may want. I can't
get anything here at all
to send. Its only just a
trifle: but it will show you
you are not forgotten by your
old brother.
There is very little
doing on our front as the
weather is too bad & its
almost impossible to move.
Its simply a sea of mud
in which the boys sink up to their
hips. Its impossible to convey
a proper idea what it is
really like. I have much
to be thankful for in my
position, not having to go into
it. But very very seldom & its
been my luck up to the
present to avoid it. But our
poor poor boys are in an
awful plight.
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They manage to joke about
it all the same & you would
think it was a bally game
Well, dearie, I have
little else to say. Will you
please give Dad & Mum my
fondest love & tell them I'll be
writing as soon as I can; but on
no account to worry if the
mail is a little Irregular
for the next two or three weeks
Once again wishing
you a very happy birthday
God bless & guard you all
Ever your own old brother
Ernie
8/10/16
France
Dearest Mother
I am sitting
down in a little French
Farm trying to find something
to write about.
First of all you
will want know that I
am well & I suppose that
is the main thing with
you. (Getting conceited, aren't I)
We are having
a rest for some little
time & they poor boys need
it badly. The wet, breaks
them up worse than the
shells & trench foot seem the
order of the day.
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I have very comfy quarters
here & share a room with
Leuit Kent & am at this moment
writing in the living room
of the farm. with the daughter
opposite me also writing & the loveliest
cup of coffee along side which
it is possible to imagine.
I tell you, its not
a bad sort of old war at
all, when its like this.
I've had a letter from
Molly & she is O.K. so
are the boys.
I am still worrying
them about leave; but cant
get any further.
I expect there will
be an explosion when I
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put in again next week
There seems to be
an impression here generally,
that the Huns will be
likely to collaps before the
end of the year; but that
appears improbable to me.
Its too good to be true.
Besides it is likely that
such a wonderful military
machine, as theirs undoubtedly
is, would break down at
the first really hard knock
it has had? There is not
the slightest doubt that they
are staggered though. & if we
keep hammering they must
collapse utterly sooner or later
I didn't mean to write
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an article on the war
when I started so
I'll knock off.
Give my dear love
to Dad & Jennie.
God bless & keep you
all.
Aurevoir Mother of mine
Heaps of love
Ever your own boy
Ernie
11/11/16
France
Darling Mother
Am snatching a
few spare minutes to scratch
a line or two.
I am "O.K."
but have very little time
to myself owing to the bad
state of the country. When I
tell you it takes 15 hours to
get rations up to the line &
then only on pack horses you
will be able to form some
idea of the difficulties; I am
thankful to say that up
to the present we haven't
failed the boys & you can bet
your bottom dollar that we wont
unless we all get wiped out
& thats not likely to happen.
Mails are very irregular
just now princibly through the
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inclement weather. Haven't had
any for some days. Last was
from Jennie & yourself, both of which
arrived together. Haven't seen anything
of Mr Hooper since his return
but from what I hear I believe
he has fallen in love with you.
Can give you no news
as its very scarce.
Please give my fondest love
to Dad & Jennie & heaps for yourself
Good night God bless
& guard you all
Ever your loving Son
Ernie
France
14/2/18
Dear Jennie
I received your letter
yesterday. Glad to hear you
missed any damage from the
last raid. How is the
"anemone japonica" getting along
I expect we will go in for
gardens in our new quarters
but I am afraid we shall be
rather late with the planting of
many seeds. Our gardens here
are most artistic
I am sorry little
Leslie was disappointed in me
but I'll repair the fault at
once.
I like you have a
paucity of news. Its
very difficult to report on
anything here With regard
our our orchestra we are
not doing badly. I am
of course very slow & am
afraid I will never be
any good as my fingers
are too stiff & after a
little while I get the
cramp. Still I am
able to amuse myself
& in doing so, drive
everybody else away Ah! ah!
I had a letter from
Aunty Francis Her writing
is still very shaky
Well dear I must close
now. will write again after the
move. Au-revoir Best of
love. Yours to a [[cinder?]]
Ernie

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