BX September 12, 1917
Cheerful Are the Canucks – Pte. Stanton Sherritt Tells Jokingly of Life in Camp
Miss Isabel Sherritt has received the following cheerful letter from her brother, Pte. Stanton Victor Sherritt of the 13th Canadian Light Railway Operating Company.
August 20, 1917
Somewhere in Belgium
Dear Sister,
Just another little note on the typewriter to show you that I am improving my early education. When I get back to Canada I will make application for the position of stenographer in the Police Court.
As usual there is nothing new or exciting around here that I would be allowed to write about.
The grub (which as you know is one of the main concerns of the men folk) is fair but rather monotonous. They occasionally very the menu of cheese and jam with canary soup, fried hens teeth, and pickled bees’ knees.
Since writing you last, our camp has been moved and we are now living in a flat country. When it rains for several days, as it did about the first of the month, we have more than a sufficiency of the famous Flanders mud of which we used to read in the paper. Recently the weather has been real fine and I never saw a sky so blue as it is on clear days in this country.
Not far from the camp is one of those old Dutch windmills and it is 235 years old. It is a real old looking sight for we Canadians.
Another thing which amuses us very much is the wooden shoes which is worn by many of the natives of the country. Seems to me that the women folks are kept busy with the darning needle and wash tub.
Next Wednesday our unit is going to play a game of baseball with a Canadian unit not far away, all for the benefit of a bunch of Canadian nurses.
There are a couple of large towns not very far away and I had a pass to go up there the other day which kind of broke the monotony of soldiering.
There is plenty to write about if they would only allow us to say what we pleased, but I will have to save such news till I return to Canada.
As ever, your brother,
Stanton