In this letter, sent from Thirtle Bridge Camp, Owen seems disheartened. Following a march in which his feet have blistered badly, he compares himself to an old horse that has foundered. He complains of deteriorating conditions in the cookhouse with only eight of them now working there instead of seventeen or eighteen. After watching a draft leaving for France he compares them to sheep being sent to the butchers. Owen also mentions the death in a French hospital of a boy called Evan Davies whom he has mentioned before to his family. Evan had recently been home burying his brother following a cycling accident. Owen comments on how terrible it must be for the parents to lose two young sons.