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Dearest Mother;
This place went on the bum last night. We are quarantined for scarlet
fever. Three cases were taken out of our barracks & we were all examined
this A.M. The doctor found me alright & aside from my third shot in the
arm I am feeling fine. They took Graft to the hospital today with
tonsilitis -Chas. Lewellyn has bronchitis. We have to stay in our own
squad rooms & are not allowed to visit each other. Albert & I are on the
first floor & Humpy and all the rest are on the second so we don't see
each other except at meal time. They just examined our throats and then
our hearts & after looking us over for a rash they took all the suspicious
cases away. They press your stomach just as they do for typhoid. My third
shot was fully as bad as the second, and gave me sharp pains around my
heart that frightened me for a while. I'm glad they are over. I've gained
about five pounds with it all & my face is completely cleared. I saw Mabel
Wright yesterday but didn't say anything to her. Florence wrote me saying
that she was quarantined for the same thing as we are. We get our drill
just the same but can't go to the YMCA or the canteen. I had a letter
from Scottdale last night telling me that all the boys passed the
examination to come down here. Ernest Overholt's Ma will collapse, won't
she? Does Ben have to come on the twenty-ninth? I don't want you to say
anything to Grafts about “Took” being in the infirmary, let them find it
out. He has been sick for three days. They tell me the Jones-Murphy case
has developed into quite a stink. I’m writing this in bed because it is
cold here and we must keep all the windows up. I don't want you to worry
about me because the doctor told me my throat was clean & since the cases
were removed there wasn't much danger and this quarantine is merely
protection. All mail will be disinfected. Give my love to Ant's Sib & Anna
& I'll write you again.
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