HIS GOOD NEWS!

Stratford Evening Post, Volume XXVIV, Issue 28, 8 January 1916, Page 6

HIS GOOD NEWS!

KNOCKED ME ABOUT SLIGHTLY. Mr C. D. Hume, sou of Mr J. ,HHume, of ‘’Alpha,'’ Gordon Road, Auburn (N.S.W.), who was wounded at the Dardanelles three weeks alter the famous landing, and then repoited dangerously ill, writes from London to his mother as follows: “I have good news to tell yon, in a. way, that is. I have received six letters from home after a wait of 21 weeks. I am sorry to learn from them that you are worrying about me regarding my wounds. 1 never ■ did tell you the extent of them, as 1 Knew how it would worry you, but 1 find you are worrying whichever way it’ goes, so 1 may as well tell you the following:—

“Well, I was just starting out with a despatch (I am a despatch rider), when I stopped a shell, which knocked me about slightly. Well, it smashed my left arm between the shoulder and elbow, and dislocated my left wrist, and then the base of the shell struck me on the right ankle and broke it, and the base of my jaw was also fractured, as well as knocking my teeth out, and the flame from the shell burnt my hair off, also burning my face and eyes, and has left me almost blind in the left eye; in fact, I was blind in both eyes for three weeks. I can see fairly well with one eye, but cannot see any distance away. Of course, don’t worry; if it pleases God I "ill get all right in time. I had my arm in splints for three months, and at first the doctors thought 1 would lose it. Well, 1 had been wounded a fortnight when I got enteric fever, and hemorrhage set in, and I was delirious the first week, with a temperature of 105.8, and to stop the hemorrhage they had to plug my nose and throat for three or four days. So you can understand I have been through it slightly. “Of course, mum, I have a, great deal to thank God for, as I am sure if I had not been under his care and guidance it must have proved fatal. I am writing under great difficulties, and am enclosing a photo. \ou will see by that my eyes are strange. . T am trying to keep them open just for the occasion. I seem to have no power in the eyelids.”