Dear Mrs. Blais
Will you please forgive me for delaying a few days to write the letter which should normally have followed my cablogramme 27th November.
When we heard that the Colonel was ill in Bramshot Military Hospital, none of use here took the matter very seriously, well knowing that he was never really sick. It was therefore quite a shock for us all to hear that he had had several attack of angina and that the last of these attacks had been particularly vicious.
Our Padre, Capt (Rev) Maurice Roy, rushed to Bramshot (which is not easily reached from where we are) and he came back with the news that the Colonel was fighting like a lion and had a fair chance of recovery. However, I decided to see for myself and went to see him on the 26th. He was, when I saw him, still very weak of course, almost pinned to his bed, scarcely able to move, being bandaged all over. He was fully conscious and we joked for some 20 minutes. He was quite worried by the alarming cable sent to you by our 2nd Echelon, and I told him I would wire very soon (which I did). Of course, he will have to be very careful. He will have to remain in bed for another month or so and then will have to rest for at least 6 months. You know we are all anxious to see him well and active again, but I wonder if it will be wise for him to work himself sick as he just did. I don’t think any man on earth can go through these terrible attacks twice, no matter how strong he is. I think you would be very wise to insist that he rests in the quiet atmosphere of his own home instead of jumping again headlong into the feverish activities caused by the war.
In order to give you full proof that the Colonel was quite well under the circumstances, I asked him for your address, knowing that he would write it himself by force of habit. He did, and I am enclosing the paper on which he wrote. He certainly has nine lives at his disposal and all of us who know him look forward to seeing him well again.
I am sorry that I am not so good at letter writing, but trust that my letter will serve the purpose for which it is written, and that is to relieve you of worry.
Will you kindly give your son and daughter my respects and tell them I hope to meet you all some day when this troubled world is again at peace.
Royal 22nd Regiment
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