Harrogate Herald - 28th November 1917
W H Breare letter
Some of you chaps will remember Charlie Richardson, son of
the late John Richardson, of the Exchange. I am sorry to tell
you that a son of his has lost a leg, serving his country. How I
happen to know is that just now, when I came into my office, I found
in my pad a paper in relation to his pension which I have to sig. I
had not then seen him, but I did later, and we fixed things up all
right.
Harrogate Herald - 20th March 1918
Breare letter
I have had a letter from Pioneer A Beer, who is in Egypt. He
writes to thank me for the parcel containing playing cards, writing
paper and magazines. He says "they were a long time coming, but
better late than never". When he wrote he was taking some
Harrogate Heralds and magazines on to a Harrogate chap called Richardson, son of
Mr Richardson, who was formerly manager of the
George Hotel. Richardson is looking very well. There is a
Knaresborough chap with them. His name is Wood, and his father has a
printer's business in the old borough. Wood is also in capital
health. Beer took our War Souvenir across to the Harrogate lads. He
desires me to thank Father Saxton, also Mrs Bland and an anonymous
donor for cards.
Harrogate Herald - 16th January 1918
W H Breare letter
I am going to tell you about a most interesting family. It is
that of Sapper P Reynard, of 12 Chatsworth Place, who has called to
see me. He is one of a family of fourteen, whose members are
scattered all over the world. He joined up over 19 months ago, and
has been out 13 months. With him are Cooper, of Starbeck, and Richardson, from New Park, who was employed at Johnson's Motor
Works. Reynard was formerly a fireman on the North-Eastern Railway.
His brother, Sergeant E Reynard, you may remember, was killed. I
told you at the time what a fine man he was, and I had right down affection for him. He was employed as gas meter inspector before the
war. There is another brother of Reynard's (Frank), who is in India;
another who was with the Canadians has been discharged and gone
back. Still one other brother has been in the Australian Artillery
three years on the Belgian front, now sick, and in Leeds Hospital.
This one was with Mr Fisher, jeweller, James Street, Harrogate,
before emigrating to Australia. You see by this that three boys have
all had something in them, for they have made good wherever they
have gone.