15 SEPTEMBER 1917, Page 12

A VOICE FROM THE RANKS.

(To nun EDITOR OF THE " SPECTATOR:9

Sta,—Orce again I've found a few more spare moments to let you know am still one of old Fritz's tormentors and am enjoying best of health at present and I sincerely hope these few lines will find you also enjoying good health, I might also add the Spectator' arrives safely earl, week up to the present time. I received it to-day 30th. Well dear Sir I've written to you two or three times just lately may be they're gone west or something or submarined. I hope you'll excuse my bad spelling and writing, not that my nerves are gone oh no am as fit as ever I were, but have got shock- ing as regards writing lately and I -write a few letters during a week, too. But there I suppose we cannot be quite up to the mark in all ways. S3 what's the use of grumbling, " Put all yer troubles in yer ole kit hag and Smile Smile." I hope you are having decent weather in Surrey; it's not bad here but often heavy showers. Corn now I suppose is about to be gathered and all harvesting, work going on round about. Now your paper personally speaking gets more interesting each week and gives r one a good account of happenings during a week than you see in any other poper and after I've read same I give it to someone, else and he does likewise so in that way it gets read a good many times. Well dear Sir, I hope you had a jolly time whilst on your holidays, but no doubt you were pleased to be back again to your business, one soon grows tired of nothing to do, wo get awfully liusy here sometimes, but we're not "Downhearted" yet, I often think of the quiet old life I used to lead before the War, but I can assure you since its altered me a lot and done me good too. More life, in fact: we are " kuibs" in every way and what Tommy- can't cook now I do not think the Misses will shew him on his return to Blighty, and after all said and done one will realise Home Sweet Home too true, though candidly speaking there's not a doubt we all out here would like to see the end of it, but not at any price, eh no. That won't do, will it. May be it will not be long now, and we may as well hare the right end as the wrong. Like the lad who fought me once. Both had a hard tussle and we finished equal, so we just kept on till one was. victorious. That is what we are up to non-.—I suppose I must draw to a close once more wishing you the best of luck, I am,

Sir, Se., A SOLDIER. [We hire made no attempt to edit or punctuate this typical letter from a friend of the Spectator on the Western Front.— En. Spectator.]