48 Eshe Rd W.
B’Sands
W Liverpool
Feb 10th, 1916
Dear Mrs Prichard
I scarcely know how to commence my letter to you my nerves are in such a state, what I have suffered since my dear one was taken from me I could not explain to anyone. I thought I should have gone completely out of my mind, we were so devoted to one another & he was passionately fond of his 3 children. He sent a cable when he sailed, I heard of him from a survivor that he went to the starboard side after lunch & have heard nothing further. I only wish I had had his body but I still have a little hope left. I cannot yet realise that we shall not see him again. The last words almost was, don’t worry, we have an escort both going & coming over the war zone. Thanking you so much for your kind sympathy I sympathize greatly in this your terrible loss although sympathy seems poor & cold in a time like you are going through[.] Your son looks a fine man, & most probably like mine has given his life bravely to save others. Sometimes I feel like you that I should so like to know how he perished in this wicked murderous outrage. I only know one survivor’s address she sat at my husband’s table, & she was the only one saved from that table, her father was lost, but his body brought home. I believe they have left Liverpool, & gone to London, but I will enquire for you. The other survivor[‘]s names & addresses have not got. My friends & relatives enquired for me & several had seen him on the voyage but not at the last. If you will leave me the photo for a week or so I will try & do my best for you. There are a few stewards that live a few stations away I can see if they are at home. Excuse this rambling letter I remain in deepest sympathy for you.
Yours very sincerely
Ethel Black
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