First World War Poetry Digital Archive

My darling Arnold, ....

Well when riding out yesterday, I noticed the olive trees were full of berries similar to those of small damsons, the natives were gathering them to make olive oil. Also on the cactus hedges grows what we call a prickly pear, similar in shape to a pear, though quite a different flavour, but to gather them, one wants a thick pair of leather gloves on, on account of prickles,
then peel them & eat them. Oranges are just getting ripe. ......

Author Pashler, Harold
Title Letter from Harold Pashler to his son, Arnold. No. 4. Re: Olives.
Item Date October 1918
Creation place Egypt
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Digital repository The Great War Archive, University of Oxford
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