You did send me a nice long letter; many thanks for it, and
please thank the children for theirs. I wonder if Alex will be chosen for
the N.C.O. school. Constance would be rather sorry she missed the
"hike" when it was not so long. I got the silver beet plants at
Barry & Roberts. Hadley said he would get Miss McL. to get more.
Molly must have been very uneasy about his part in the play. I
wonder what his mother said to him.
The weather here is perfect, there was a heavy frost this
morning. I spent most of the morning listening for the telephone, as
mother was busy with the shearers' stores. I read to Lou. he is recovering
from a bilious attack. I finished his book for him this afternoon, sitting
in the sun most of the time. The two magpies sat on my knee and tried to
pick the glass buttons from my jersey.
I have been reading Sir John Monash's "The Australian
Victories in France in 1918". I never thought I could read a book
about the war. He writes so clearly you feel you just want to go reading.
He says of Gen. Glasgow:- "Glasgow succeeded not so much by
exceptional mental gits, or by tactical skill of any high order, as by his
personal driving force and determination, which expressed themselves upon
all his subordinates. He always got where he wanted to get, was
consistently loyal to the Australians and intensely proud of the
Of General Blamey, he says:- "He possessed a mind cultured
far above the average, widely informed and alert. He had an infinite
capacity for taking pains. One achievement of one corps in an illustration
which should become classic, of the maxim that in war, the moral is to the
material as three to one". I must read the book again.
George arrives tomorrow morning, John has a small lump in the
side of his face and has been worrying about it. It feels to me like a
piece of grit or muscle, however John worries so he's glad George will see
to it. It seems strange that it should happen to John, after Muriel.
I had a letter from Auntie; she has been in bed with bad
rheumatism. Great talking at the telephone: Jim is ringing from Melbourne.
Jim is coming home on Saturday night, George is going back to Sydney that