Dearest Ma,
I don’t know if you will get this. I’m scribbling it in my cell, before I am shipped to Europe.
How do I know I’m going there? Another CO was marched down to the wharf yesterday. Then they found they were a day early, and so they had to bring him back again! He told the rest of us what’s happening.
We’d already guessed, anyway. The religious objectors were moved from the prison last week. They’re all going to work on a farm, somewhere in the South Island. Then, two days ago, Archie was taken away.
When I came back from the quarry, his blanket and washing gear were gone. Nobody knows where he is. I think the Army and government realise what a wonderful speaker and thinker he is, so they’ve moved him to some place where he can’t make more people see the evils of war.
Dear Ma
