Letter from Muriel Green to her husband, Sept. 12?, 1916, page 1

• March 10, 2017 03:28:20 Cheryl Ellsworth

  10 Crown Terrace

  Scarborough

  Saturday

  September  1916

  My Dear Laddie,

  Well - here I am again.

  This morning we went to the B.P. Mr + Mrs B

  and Mrs Green + myself. There was a thin

  woman with an awful face, age uncertain

  but tongue wagging in a very certain state

  She was endeavouring to swim and could

  make absolutely no progress. All the time she

  was making these vain endeavours to swim

  to was explaining to another woman how

  it was done. Not half explaining - her mouth

  was a veritable clipping machine. Her facial

  expressions were works of art. Evelyn

  had found her match.

   
  

  Frank was telling about the sports

  they had had at Chingford. Scores of

  flash girls came up from London. One

  in particular took their attention she

  had an extremely short skirt and the

  necessary flash boots - hat without brim

  fur collar of white rabbit I should think

• March 10, 2017 03:26:06 Cheryl Ellsworth

  10 Crown Terrace

  Scarborough

  Saturday

  September  1916

  My Dear Laddie,

  Well - here I am again.

  This morning we went to the B.P. Mr + Mrs B

  and Mrs Green + myself. There was a thin

  woman with an awful face, age uncertain

  but tongue wagging in a very certain state

  She was endeavouring to swim and could

  make absolutely no progress. All the time she

  was making these vain endeavours to swim

  to was explaining to another woman how

  it was done. Not half explaining - her mouth

  was a veritable clipping machine. Her facial

  expressions were works of art. Evelyn

  had found her match.

  
  

  Frank was telling about the sports

  they had had at Ghingford. Scores of

  flash girls came up from London. One

  in particular took their attention she

  had an extremely short skirt and the

  necessary flash boots - hat without brim

  fur collar of white rabbit I should think

  
  

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• March 1, 2017 00:10:20 L Brittain

  10 Crown Terrace

  Scarborough

  Saturday

  September  1916

  My Dear Laddie,

                Toers-here I am again

  This morning we went to the B.P. Mr+Mrs B

  and Mrs Green + myself. There was a thin

  woman with an awful face, age uncertain

  but tongue wagging in a very certain state

  She was endeavouring to swim and could

  make absolutely no progress. All the time she

  was making these vain endeavours to swim

  to was explaining to another woman how

  it was done. Not half explaining-her mother 

  was a veritable clipping machine. Her facial

  expressions were works of art. Evelyn

  had found her match.

  Frank was telling about the sports

  they had had at Ghingford. Scores of

  flash girls came up from London. One

  in particular took their attention she

  had an extremely short skirt and the

  necessary flash boots. Hat without brim

  fur collar of white rabbit. I should think

  
  

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