Sunday P.M.

(Postmarked June 17th, 1918)

My dear Brother:-

Well this has been one beautiful day and I’ve been wondering where you are and what you are doing. I’m trying to believe you are still at Camp Devens but can’t feel sure. We have none of us heard from you in over a week but I think it must be just because you’re busy. You see we hate to think of your being so far away and we also know that your letters will have to be few and far between when you get over there.

Ransom was at Fort Edward Thur. morning and Mrs. Potter has just received some flowers from her nephew, Bill Fairlie, so I judged, that if he was still there, that your company must be all there.

I was down to Grange Fri. night and was talking with Mrs. Stillman — her son is in France –and she said that they received a letter from him every week but it was about three weeks on the way. They received one Monday that was written May 22. She spoke of sending him magazines so I asked her if she could send pkgs. She said he sent them requisition papers signed by his captain asking for things which he couldn’t very well get over there and by showing those to the post master they could be sent to him. So remember if there’s any thing you need get your captain’s approval and send to us for it. Kenneth Stillman has been in France since Jan. or Feb. and he hasn’t been near the firing line yet.

Well we have put in quite a full day. This morning Mother and Father and Ransom & I went out to church and this after noon Ransom, the children and I went to Greenwich and back. When we got down opposite the Greenwich cemetery we saw a crowd of people there, some in uniform, and as it looked rather interesting we ran down in to see what was doing. When we got there however we found it some sort of and “Odd Fellow” memorial service — but they had a good band and we had a chance to hear that any way. After that we went on to Harry Gray’s and saw his registered Holsteins and then came home. It was a nice ride.

Did you have a hard storm there Wed. after noon? I didn’t think I ever saw it rain so hard as it did then — couldn’t see out of the windows at all. The thunder and lightning wasn’t so severe here but it struck Geo. Griffin’s barn and killed three horses — tore the barn up but didn’t set it afire. The man that lives on the Siser place was struck and got quite a severe shock but guess he’s all right now.

The school was out in this district Thur. and they had a picnic in the afternoon. Of course the babes and I had to go. Marion McDougall’s school is out next Tuesday and she is going to have a Red Cross social over at Ed’s. We would like to attend it but don’t know yet how it will be.

I wonder if you have been getting all the letters and things lately. Probably your mail will be rather uncertain after you leave there but I shall write every Sun. at least just as usual (unless some thing unusual prevents) so you will know there are letters coming even if you don’t get them.

Our crops are looking well CONSIDERING but we haven’t any help yet and I’m afraid there’ll be a day of reckoning if we don’t get help.

Well I guess it’s lunch time and I’ll have to get it so good bye for the present.

Your loving sister,

Note: Marion McDougall was Bessie McDougall Whittemore’s younger sister.)