Sisters’ Quarters
17th August 1915
My own dear One
When I came over to tea this afternoon there was a letter waiting for me from your Mother, telling me she had received a wire from the War Office saying you had been wounded on August 12th but giving no particulars.
Darling, I can hardly realize it. My great big Sweetheart maimed is almost incredible. I wish I could be with you to help look after you. I wish the War Office could give particulars when they wire - just to say whether the wound is serious or slight. It is so wearing waiting to hear. I hope, dearest, that you are in a hospital, well looked after. I know that you will do your best to get well for my sake as as your own.
My heart is really too full to write much tonight - it has come so soon that the news came as a great shock. We have been very busy in the operating theatre today and I thanked God for it - I knew I was bound to keep up and go back on duty and so it was the saving of me. Keep up your spirits, dear Heart - I hope you will get my letters. It will be so dull for you if you are unable to get news from any of us. The news of the sinking of one of our transports, tonight, has sunk the country in gloom, 1000 souls drowned. It is the sister ship of the one some of our RAMC men went out in a short time ago. Don't worry about me - just get well - that will please me more than anything. Of course you can come home if they'll let you - I do hope they'll give you some leave. Even if they don't send you home a rest somewhere in Egypt would be nice.
God bless you, my own brave man. Remember I love you even more as you are now, if it is possible for my love to become greater.
Goodnight, Beloved.
Your own devoted
Mela
