Page:Letter from Maurice George Delpratt to Nell - December 1918 - p4.jpeg

Alexandria was an uncomfortable camp and I had a slight go of fever there. This camp (Australian Rest Camp) has done wonders. We get Benger's food twice a day & drink lots of stout and we have all put on weight. I am cabling to Commonwealth Savings Bank to send me £50 to their bank in London. Bert is pretty thin & very gray but too looks well. I think I have changed hardly at all. Whatever you do hang on to my old letters. On account of so many escapes from my camp, everything in the shape of written matter or printed either was taking from me. They gave back Calcutt's papers or most of them but refused me mine. One keeps on meeting ex pows who went away to other camps in Turkey & some of them have a rotten tale to tell, though all admit that nothing has ever been nearly so bad as the summer of 1916 when the Turks felt so sure of winning. Must get off & pack the kit-bag. Haven't written a word about any of you, but let me own up here that Turkey discovered me something about my people & I'd make no fist of trying to write how keen I am on getting (back)
^. Though going off on furlough to England. With fondest love for everyone Maurice