W-MCP6-1.473 TO THOMAS B. MCQUESTEN from his friend Dr. Norman Leslie
Jul 28 1918
My dear Thomas,
Sir, I scorn your innuendo and have placed the matter with my solicitor. You will hear from him Sir. The papers I have placed in the hands of the Egyptologist in the British Museum. In due course you will receive an authenticated copy from him, translating your letter. There Sir, is doubt you will be overcome with the enormity of your aforesaid false innuendo and will [come?] down handsome!
I got the cigarettes and wrote you thanking you for the same. Again I thank you as I infer from your remarks that you did not get the letter. I saw Logie. I don't think he knew me--how ever that is a mere nothing as long as he said so.
You seem a bit "fed up" in your letter. I sympathise with you. Fed-uppedness is the worst disease of all. However the only thing to do is to get over it and carry on.
Was much rejoiced and amused to see that Dr's [Jummie?] Anderson & Balfo are in the toils. What they will get and what they deserve are two different things though. I notice that they hit people fairly hard who break the liquor laws. If we have temperance we ought to face it.
Living amongst the French who are a temperate people, makes me see the good side of moderation, but I have very vivid recollections of the drunks on Saturday night at home. You don't see that here. For men who prostitute their profession, a good punishment ought to be handed out and that by the profession itself. However that is none of my affair just now.
Things here are humdrum at present though the weather has been fine and I lately have got in some swimming, or rather wallowing. However that is pleasant enough though hardly graceful. Some of the people swim very well and especially some of the girls. They are powerful and seem to do better than men. Some have, not a superfluity of costume.1
Write me occasionally old cock.
Norman V. Leslie.
1 Following is a list of some of the letters (in our archive) from Dr. Norman Leslie to his friend Thomas Baker McQuesten about his war service in WWI from 1914 to 1918. The letters begin on the ship going over to England and continue through his service there and as surgeon in France in the trenches, which he describes graphically. For the full chronological list see: