Newfoundland At Armageddon

“It's really happening! We've finally left the harbour. I think the entire city came to the waterfront to send us off. Mother and Father were there and so was Marjorie. It's so exciting. I feel like a real hero! I don't want to go into my cabin. I'll stay here and savour the moment… especially since below deck stinks of dead seals and fish. It makes me sea sick. The journey to Britain is going to be a very long one.”

James

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The Florizel

“Good Lord! When we arrived they welcomed us with a Canadian march. Don't they know the difference between us and the Canadians? We're Newfoundlanders fighting for the British Crown, not Canadians! Our puttees aren't even the same colour. Are they blind? Why do they think we're called the Blue Puttees?”

James

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The Blue Puttees

“I've met a girl! She is the most beautiful Scottish “lass” I've ever seen! I want to marry her and her parents have agreed. Yesterday, after curfew, I managed to escape the camp and meet her. I asked for her hand in marriage. I just couldn't wait for the next time I had permission to leave camp. I slid down the gutter into the street, and fell right into a guard. Luckily, he was also a Newfoundlander and let me pass. We have to help each other in war time. After all, we will soon be fighting together at the front.”

James

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Edinburgh, Scotland