1915 Letter 49
[1915]
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Such a huge ship - I can't imagine her being torpedoed. And I can remember passing the place where she is said to have gone down. God moves in a mysterious way his wonders to perform. It seems to be a testing time for nations as well as for individuals, and as for the States it looks like the ten plagues repeated - and the Lord said unto Wilson Let my people go". etc.
It makes me feel bitter to see the sorrow and suffering over here and to know how every [wish] is contested at the cost of thousands of lives and that huge country sits tight. Perhaps this is to show them that they can't be neutral and if they deny men and money to this war both will be taken from them any way.
You spoke about young Doxsee being wounded. I didn't know that - and now he has been killed. I wrote Papa about him and Major Bennett. Did he ever get it? Be sure and tell me.
I can imagine the Jamiesons must be nearly crazy. Ask for the Jamiesons boys numbers and Harry Cummings, and any other boys from around home - Alan Munro - Jeff [Stratly], Jack [Burnet] etc. It is impossible to locate them without that etc. Co. no. You see all our patients are marked, name rank, Company, Regt etc. and if I know all that I can often find out a lot about boys. We hear all sorts of rumours about the second contingent - I don't know whether those boys are over here or not.
I am expecting the service tent to blow down around my ears at any minute. It has been very windy all night, and dark. It was ghostly to say the least. Of course we all look like train men tearing around with lanterns.
I must stop now as it takes a long time to do the morning's work.
I am feeling fine and hope you won't worry about me. Love to Papa - and Don when you write.
Your loving daughter,
Helen