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Chapter Thirteen

November-December 1915 - "You are immeasurably more precious to me now than a year ago."



Evelyn to Fred
Stoney Creek, Ont.,  
Nov. 1, 1915

My Dear Fred,-

I had a short letter from you to-day, written on Wednesday night. I can’t help laughing at Mrs. Wright’s changes of opinion. What is really the cause of her change?  Or is it too long to write?

You spoke about Ray. Evidently you do not quite agree with his side of the story. Have things been settled up yet for the rest of you?  I suppose not, else you would have told me. Every time I get a letter, the folk say "Does he say anything about coming home?" Well, if you don't say within two days I'll be for staying home. I'll have to take my ticket back Thursday and get it fixed up. I wonder what way you will be getting yours, C.P.R. all the way or the same as mine.

...Do you  know Fred, I am worried about Ray. He is working too hard, and his stomach is causing him trouble now. He says he thinks that his tonsils need attention, but that an operation would cost twenty fifty dollars, and he hasn’t the money. Just now he is trying to create the position dietitian in Burwash Hall, which he wants Ora to fill. He is to get ten per cent of her first month’s salary.

You asked about Ora. She is very much relieved to know by Art's letter of to-day that he expects to stay in "this place" about eight miles from the firing line for some time. Of course she is anxious about him, but she has felt from the first that it was the right thing for him to go, and that he would come back safely. Such a feeling aids materially towards keeping her cheerful. I do hope she can get something to do soon that will be pleasant and remunerative.

You know what you have said to me several times about your opinion of your wife when you compare her with other women. I may say, to make an antiphonal chorus, that when I see other men I congratulate myself on my good taste. No, dearest, I feel how particularly fortunate I am in having you for my husband, friend and lover, for besides being all these, I know you are a Man, which should be written in big letters.Mother, Ora and I are going out to make a call now, it's 7.30.

Goodnight sweetheart.




Evelyn to Fred 
Beamsville, Ont.,
Nov. 2, 1915

My Dear Fred,-

I am surely a lazy bones, for I am not helping to do the dishes, but I was told to get out. Your mother has Miss Hausheyer here helping her; she comes a few days a week I believe, and it makes one feel quite aristocratic to visit where one is told not to help with dishes.

We were all down here for dinner to-day but the rest left about four o’clock. Ora was going to stay too, but she had some sewing she wanted to do, so she went on home. Moreover mother said she should go so that she could get my sewing finished in case I  have to leave next week.

I am afraid you've got some dates mixed up dearie. My ticket runs out on the fourteenth and I'll have to leave home on Thursday to get to Calgary in time. So I should like to know by Wednesday night what I am going to do? I inquired at the C.P.R. ticket office Saturday and the man said he though he could change my route for nothing. If I came alone, I'll come C.P.R. all the way, as it's a little shorter and obviates changes. I was surprised that you said you expected to come east, as a few days before you said, it was impossible, but I suppose things happened in the meantime. I wish if you are coming you'd hurry up about it, for I've had enough of separation and am willing to come home and be good, if I can. 

Ora and I went in to Hamilton yesterday morning and went to spend the day with Dell Flatt. ... I visited several shops. Saw the soldiers go by, and then got on the car to go down to Mrs. Gallagher’s. On the car whom should I meet but Estelle who was sorry she wasn’t home when I telephoned her. She asked about you and the Oatens, and seemed in very good health. Miss Gallagher and her mother were both at home.  

Miss Gallagher, or Olive, as Ruby calls her, is a very capable woman and no wonder Ruby will be relieved to have her with her.  They appeared anxious about college matters. How are things turning out? And have you any news for me as to office matters?  You haven’t asked my advice, but considering your plans, it seems to me you’d be wise to stay where you are. 

I haven't been in Toronto yet; I did think of going over Monday but later decided not to go, as it would be such a rushed trip. Now that you expect to come home, I'll probably wait, and we'll go over together.

Your father is letting little boys pick up the walnuts from under the tree behind the house. There aren’t many left, and anyway, they stain the hands so badly, I wouldn’t gather them. See how particular I’m getting about my hands. Oh dearie, I’m so homesick for you, and I won’t have  even a letter now for a few days.    

Your wife.



Evelyn to Fred
Beamsville, Ont.,
Nov. 3, 1915

My Dearest Fred,-

I have just finished putting the snapshots in your mother's album ... I'm sure there must be some other scenes of the mountains that I haven't brought home with me. You'll have to write the names under them when you come home, for I don't know many of them.

...There was no letter from you either yesterday or to-day. Pretty soon I'll stop writing to you, maybe next week if I go home. I do hope you’re getting enough sleep.

Dearie, if Mrs. Bell has not already washed the outside window, you’d better get her to come some nice day and do it, as I’m afraid it will soon be too cold. I want the storm windows taken off and washed and put back on, after the outsides of the other windows are washed.  

If you come away will you take my three plants over to Mrs. Coutts' (wrap them up on the way over if it's cold), and turn off the water downstairs, and drain the pipes. Then I think you would not have to leave a fire, especially if you closed tightly the window in the fruit cellar and left that door open.

I went out and picked up half a basket of peaches this afternoon. It was very cold yesterday and to-day has been cold too, but very bright and sunny.

Everybody else is sleepy, so I'll go to bed; your father is just going.

Goodnight my lover.




Fred to Evelyn
[Calgary]
Friday evening, Nov. 5/15

My dear wife,-

It is nearly ten o’clock.  I came down to the office this evening to do a little work but now that I have arrived here I don’t feel like it, so I think I shall write you then go home. About 5 o’clock Mrs. Coutts phoned and asked me to go there for dinner, which, of course, I was glad to do. She is doing her own work now - has been since Monday. It seems Ada flared up into a bit of temper over something and threatened to leave whereupon Mrs. C. said “very well,” and Ada accordingly left. Mrs C. thinks she was sorry even before she left, but she had too much spunk to back down.

David is growing more interesting every day. This evening he was showing me his picture books and he had me read him “The Ugly Duckling.” He spoke of the card you send him and seemed very pleased with it. Whenever his mother asks him where Mrs Albright is, he says, “on the toot-toot.” The last thing he said before going to sleep tonight was “David go to sleep; get up in the morning, see Mrs. Albright.”

Last evening I was at the Oaten’s for dinner. They insisted so I couldn’t very well refuse. Yesterday they had made some grape wine & last evening Mrs O. offered to make  me some if I would get the grapes. I thought they had enough to do but she seemed to want to do it so I consented. They wanted a few more grapes to make some spiced grapes, so today I bought 4 baskets of Ontario grapes at McDonald’s for 30¢ each. They were pretty nice, but oh, why can’t Ontario growers learn to pack their fruit properly?  I also bought sugar and had the whole sent up to Oaten’s - 2 bas. for myself & the other 2 I’m giving them for doing the work.

I received your Sunday letter written from Hagersville this morning. So you are still planning to come home on your ticket! I thought I had told you to count on my going east unless I wired you otherwise, but I guess I haven't spoken with enough definiteness. Tonight I am wiring to St John's to find out whether I've to go there or not now, and if I find I shall not, I'll wire you tomorrow night or Sunday. I really believe dearie, you'll be sorry if I wire you that I'm coming because it will mean a delay until you see me, and you are homesick for me aren't you? I'd like to hug you for it. Never mind dearest. It will not be long until we are together again, will it?

So you think I shouldn't go to Ruby's for meals. Well, they seem to want me and I've only been there once or twice a week, - only once this week & once last. Ruby seems very well, and they are all so happy. I do hope nothing happens for the baby will mean so much to all of them. I have got to know Mrs. Oaten much better than I ever did before and I think a great deal more of her than I used to. She is a good Christian woman and if she has erred it is because she has been so wrapped up in Wilfred. He is her all. The baby will mean a great deal to her.

I'm glad you have been able to get about so much dearest. Your father's car has come in very useful hasn't it? Oh, the Wrights are thinking of selling their car. I think Mrs. W. thinks it is an extravagance in war time-and they’d like to put away a little nest egg for the guest they are expecting. Of course the car has cost a great deal. One after another every spring has broken & had to be replaced, -to say nothing of minor repairs. There’s nothing like a Ford after all.

Have you been at my home this week, I wonder?

Goodnight darling.

Your own husband.




Evelyn to Fred
Stoney Creek, Ont.,
Nov. 5, 1915

My Dear Fred,-

I did not write last night as there was nothing much to say. I wasn’t very well, and so did not get up early. I made another cushion for Ray and your mother mended some clothes for Margaret. Your mother and I had a good visit, especially as it was dull and cold, so that I was inside most of the time. I put the pictures in their album, oh, I told you that, didn’t I? I came home to-day because I expected Margaret down, but she did not come.

I almost agree with Elizabeth tonight. Poor Ora is having worries over insurance unpaid and notes at the Bank. Art left about 1,000 dollars worth of accounts and so far two dollars have been paid in. She is now talking about teaching school. It does seem pretty hard. What I feel worst about is this. Art said to me before he left, "I would not go as a private, for it would not be fair to Ora because I have not been able to carry enough insurance." But they have sent him to a place to which he did not agree to go when he left her. He has only five thousand dollars insurance.

You say women are perfectly able to earn their living. There is this difference between doing it before and after marriage. As a rule, a woman in the beginning, just lives from year to year expecting to be married. After she is married if she is left alone she has to provide for herself all the rest of her life. You might say, her husband would have to do that, but you also know the relative earning power of man and woman - you know that the man gets many times more than the woman. You may think this selfish talk, I'm not drawing any conclusions, nor even stating any opinions, but only quoting facts.

This isn't a very cheerful letter is it, after a 'no letter' day? I'm sorry , but conditions are enough to make one blue. You might say that that's no excuse for passing the feelings on. I suppose not, but it's the most natural thing to do.

...Your letter of to-day contained the recipe I asked for. How about money? I suppose though, if you have not sent it, I won't get it, and as I'm on my last dollar, I'll have to borrow some.

Dad is just telling about a girl who told him about her soldier sweetheart. He was gassed and has returned recently. She told dad he was going into a "convulsion hospital." Can you understand what she meant?

Mother and Ora were out for tea last night, and the hostess's mother ate with her knife, but for goodness sake, do not spread the news around Calgary. Oh, did you see the announcement of the engagement of James Vernon Mackenzie(1) of Toronto? That's your "Mac" isn't it? The girl lives in London. He, as you know, is going soon with the 'Princess Pats.' It was to-day that the marriage was to take place.

Oh dearest, I'll be so glad to get back home, but it is hard to leave the folk here. Ora is not blue by any means but I know she will be lonesome when I leave. I may not write tomorrow, as we are going out for tea, and I may go up to Hamilton. The clock has struck bedtime, so I'll go. I do hate to think of you being alone at night dearest, I know it is lonesome. But it will not be for much longer.

Your own sweetheart.




Evelyn to Fred
Stoney Creek, Ont.,
Nov. 7, 1915

My Dear Husband,-

You won't get much of a letter tonight, just a wee bit, as it's twenty minutes to eleven. It is our wash day but the washwoman did not come, so we had to do it, though I didn’t do any. We just got through all our work in time to go out for tea, and got home after ten o’clock. 

To-day was communion service. A girl came home with us for dinner, and when we were half through Everett Fallis came in. We had him all day, and he sang at church, but had to leave early as he had to be back in camp, above Grimsby, at nine o'clock. The girl was here for tea too, but she had to go to Junior League this afternoon. Ora and Everett went out for a walk, and mother and I had a rest. Margaret said she might come down for tea, but as she couldn’t get down till nearly six, we started on. 

Church is at seven here, you know, and it makes quite a rush. Well, what do you suppose? She brought two other girls with her. We had tuna fish and had it in little casserole dishes. We had one for Margaret, but that was all the dishes we had, and so we fixed my dish full, out of mother's, while they were taking their things off. I thought there was only one extra girl, but when I saw there were two, seated at the table, I was desperate. Then Ora said, "Give Margaret some chicken," and I did, I was pretty mad, but after I knew there was something to feed them, I couldn't help laughing. It really was funny, and the funny part was that they didn't know how funny it was. 

Ray wouldn’t eat any supper, his stomach was bothering him. I made him take an egg nog after church, but he didn’t like it, although he said it was very good. ... 

I won't write any more, I don't like this pen. I don't see how you've got it in your head that I leave here the fifteenth, when I have to have my journey completed by midnight of the fourteenth. I wish the time would hurry up and pass, until you come. Then let it limp with halting feet.

Your wife.




Evelyn to Fred 
Stoney Creek, Ont.,
Nov. 9, 1915

My Dear Fred,-

...  I think I shall go up to Hamilton tomorrow and get my ticket changed. If I can, I’ll get a sort of due bill, so that I can get a ticket either way, since I do not  know which way you intend going home.

Ora and I each got some pajama cloth and are going to make garments for our sweethearts, I got enough for two pairs for you, and if you are intending to stop off here before going to St. John's, you will need to bring only one pair, as I'll have another ready for you. Do you intend bringing a trunk? 

Do you want to take any fruit back with you? Could we take it in a trunk or wouldn’t  one hold it? I had two quarts of grape juice to take back with me, but I guess I won’t take it, now that you have some of your own. It was very good of them to make it for you.  You have made some very good friends, haven’t you dearie?

Mother is making over my furs for me. I was going to have fur on my coat but mother is making me a little neck piece which will be warmer, and I think I'll have velvet put on the collar and cuffs. I'm about through buying clothes, you'll be glad to know. I'm going to take you with me to buy a hat, so that I'll get one that is becoming to me.

Will you telephone Miss Glass and find out how things are going? I wrote to  her but she has not had time to reply, I know, for she is very busy.  One reason I do not like being away any longer is on account of the club. Oh, what did Mrs. Wright tell you about Mrs. Robb? It’s funny, but some people get rather nauseated by too much goodness or religion, just as they do by too much candy.  Do you remember I told her that it they made me sick or angry, when Mrs. W. asked me what I thought about them?

The Balkan news is not very cheering, is it? It seems to me that now is the best possible chance for Germany to make peace if she can. Ray says he thinks she is aiming at stirring up a Moslem insurrection.

The soldiers finished their march through here to-day. Ora was talking to a couple of the officers. One said that seventy-five per cent of their men were married men. That seems awful to me. I'll not tell you the other things he said, not now, for I'm lazy, and am going to bed soon, so that I'll arise early and sew. We won't have to make pies and tea tomorrow.

Oh, you haven't said anything more about college affairs. How are they going, or are they standing still?

Your loving wife.




Fred to Evelyn 
Calgary Alta.,
Nov. 10 /15

My dear wife,-

At last I am enclosing you a cheque for $50.00. It is a firm cheque and payable at par at any branch of the Union Bank. I think there is one at Stoney Creek. At any rate there is at Hamilton. I would have sent this sooner - but from the way you wrote after receiving my last cheque I thought you didn't need any more until you'd come home - Nevertheless I intended sending you some but of late have been rather short. Last month I paid off another $125 at the Bank & I want to do the same this month. I hope the delay in sending this hasn't inconvenienced you. If it isn't enough to last until I go east, please let me know and I'll send more.

I feel very tired today. I’d like to go to bed early but I promised Austin Horner to go to the hospital this evening to see the man who was hurt.  Its about 5.30 now, and I'm soon going home to get my own dinner. I see Mrs. Bell left part of the veal chop yesterday and there's half of the pie left too. 

Did I tell you Mrs. Coutts left a lovely loaf of bread at my door Monday night? It is beautiful bread, - much nicer really than Mrs Oaten's though of course I wouldn't tell her so. I told Mrs. Coutts about the sausage some time ago and she is awaiting your return with great expectation. She is getting lonesome for you, I believe. You don't know how much she thinks of you.

Your letter today wasn't very cheerful. Poor dearie! I know how anxious you are for Ora. Can't you get Ora to tell how their financial matters stand & perhaps we can help a little. I haven't said anything to raise false hopes but the indications in the United well lately have been most favourable. If the stock rises enough to get Ora's money out I'll sell & send it to her. It would be as welcome now as at any time I guess.

Just now Austin Winter came in and asked me to go home with him for dinner, to eat prairie-chicken. I told him I had to go out early to the hospital but he said that made no difference, so I am going. Oh, do you remember I said last Saturday [Nov. 6 - letter missing] I had no invitations for Sunday? On Sunday morning, before leaving for church Howard phoned & I went there for dinner. Then I went to Fritz’s for tea, so I was provided for after all. I really hope to have one Sunday alone and quiet for reading & writing.

So you have been at Beamsville. Did you have a good time? I know it wouldn't be very hilarious at home, but I hope you and mother got to know each other better.

Must go home now & get cleaned up.

Your lover and your husband

Fred.




Evelyn to Fred 
Stoney Creek, Ont.,
Nov. 10, 1915

My Dear Fred,-

I got your telegram this morning, and should have got it yesterday. However, it doesn't make any difference. I can't say that I was altogether pleased at its contents, for I am homesick to see you, and this means that it will be three weeks or more before I see you. Now we are wondering if you will plan to be here for Christmas. It would be lovely if we could be here, even if we left for the west the day after.

I went up to the city to-day to get a refund on my ticket. I'll get the money in about three weeks, the fellow said, ... I am glad it's settled, at any rate, and am glad I didn't have to buy my single ticket now, as I have no money. My family has some though, and they keep me supplied, but the tragic thing is that I am expected to pay back what I borrow. 

...The family is giving me a warm kimono for my birthday, which arrives next Sunday. I believe I shall be twenty six years old. My, you have almost a middle-aged wife, haven't you? I bought material for a gown to-day, it is blue Beacon cloth. It seems like wool but is really cotton, made in Bedford, N.J.

...I'm sorry I won't be home when the 'Oatenette' arrives, nor to see Ruby. Hasn't the time gone quickly? It doesn't seem possible that it's nearly time for it to come. Let me know its sex when you find out, for I'll not put the ribbon in the dress until I know (though it isn't nearly ready for it anyway.)...

I got the apples for Art to-day, and sent them. Ora made him a Christmas cake. I'm going to sew a little bit on his pajamas now.

With lots of love, and numberless hugs and kisses,

Your girl.

Please don't forget about getting Mrs. Bell to do the windows.




Fred to Evelyn 
Calgary, Alta.,
Nov. 11/15

My own dear little wifie, -

Last week I thought of your birthday several times and I was going to write you a birthday letter to arrive on that day, and then the first few days of this week I was so rushed and overworked that I am ashamed to say I forgot about it until last night after I had gone to bed. It's too late now for this to reach you in time for your birthday and I hope dearest you'll forgive me. I just felt so mean last night I hated myself. I need you here to keep me from getting so immersed in work that it crowds out thoughts of other things.

I've wired Ray tonight to get you some mums or roses and I do hope he gets nice ones. It isn't much of a birthday present sweetheart, - and yet I know you wouldn't want me this year to spend much money. Anyhow I don't know that there's anything I'd rather give you than flowers. Their beauty and freshness and purity are so symbolic of your own sweet self, and perhaps they can tell you something of what is in my heart better than words can do. And yet, I wish I could be with you and could tell you with my own lips how dear you are and how proud I am of you - you are immeasurably more precious to me now than a year ago, and I thought then that I loved you to the very utmost. 

Do you remember how we spent your birthday last year? If only we could be together again, just for the day. Never mind. It may still be a day of gladness to you because you are with your family and secure in your husband's love, - and it always will be to me because it gave me the dearest being in all the world - my wife.

It just occurred to me tonight that I never answered your question about sending Xmas gifts to some of our soldier friends at the front. I think it's a lovely idea. Mrs. Coutts was speaking tonight of ordering a box of apples from Eaton's for one of their friends. It seems to me that nothing could be more acceptable to men at the front. I give you carte blanche to do what you think best, dearest. You are so much better at all such things than I. 

Please see that Art is well remembered. How would it be, dearest, if this year we didn't spend anything on Xmas gifts for ourselves, - or our relations who are carrying on their usual occupations, except perhaps some small remembrances, and spend it in the way you suggested? And I would like to do something for Ora.

I am planning for a big Men's Own meeting on Sunday. Bob Pearson is to speak and. I'm getting out small hand bills which I am going to distribute in various places - the barracks in particular. A number of soldiers have been coming to church recently and they seem to be enthusiastic over our fitting up of the rooms for them. The formal opening is to be next Monday night. I do hope the undertaking will be a success. The rooms are really beginning to look quite comfortable. Austen Horner gave a lot of new electric light bulbs, G.E. Robinson gave towels, Wilbur Horner lent a player piano. McAraf will furnish stationery free of charge, Osbourne magazines etc etc. The people are taking a great interest in it and it ought to fill a real want.

Do you know dearest, that lately I have got cold in bed? I never used to before I was married, and I thought I always was the warm blooded one, but I guess I want my bed fellow again. Single beds, did you say? Not for me. How do you like sleeping alone by this time? Do you think you'll want to come back to sleeping double again. But perhaps you aren't having any cold nights.

It's long past bed time. Goodnight my loved one. Sweet dreams and happy waking thoughts be yours.

Your own husband.




Evelyn to Fred 
Stoney Creek, Ont.,
Nov. 11, 1915

My Dear Fred,-

Nineteen days until the first of December, and three days for travelling, make twenty-two days, over three weeks before I see you, when I expected it would be three days from now. I think if I'd known some things I know now, I shouldn't have come east at all, or else waited until December. It would have been a lot cheaper. Will you be spending any time in Toronto when you come home? Shall I leave my visit until then or shall I go over before you come home?

Oh, I don't like to think of you being alone so long, dearest. I'm afraid you'll be getting so accustomed to it that you won't want me back. There's one other disadvantage in staying away so long, I'll have to reply to Elizabeth's letter, but now don't you tell her that. She might not understand that the only reason I object to doing it is that I do not like writing letters, and that the person addressed is largely left out of the argument. Except in your case, of course, you must understand that.

Will you be spending any time in Toronto when you come home? Shall I leave my visit until then or shall I go over before you come home? 

Ever since I got your Saturday’s letter this morning I have been wondering what you did on Sunday. Oh, I don’t like to think of you being alone so long, dearest. I’m afraid you’ll be getting so accustomed to it that you wont [sic] want me back. There’s one other disadvantage in staying away so long, I’ll have to reply to Elizabeth’s letter, but now don’t you tell her that. She might not understand that the only reason I object to doing it is that I do not like writing letters, and that the person addressed is largely left out of the argument. Except in your case, of course, you must understand that.

Are we going to give the Robertson’s a wedding present? If so, you might scout around and see what they have and have not, and we might get the present down here.

Mother finished remodelling my furs, and they look very nice. Ora and I have been working at pajamas to-day. She started hers yesterday and in consequence is much farther along than I am, but I’ve done remarkably well for the time I’ve spent at them, I do assure you.

If you have time read "The Thumb-Twiddlers" in the Post of Nov. 13. There is a very clever, and true-to-life bit of character analysis in its description of the coldness that grew up between a husband and his wife.

Goodnight my own dear one.

Your wife.




Evelyn to Fred 
Stoney Creek, Ont.,
Nov. 12, 1915

My Dear Fred,-

No letter came to-day, so I assumed that after all you went some place on Sunday. How I wish you were down here now, instead of coming in a few weeks, for I’m sure this weather can’t last much longer.

...Ora had a letter from Art to-day, but he didn't say much out of the ordinary. Ora's sending him his Christmas box Monday. I sent him the apples as I told you. If you could get a recent copy or two of the Scientific American, he'd enjoy reading it. We tried here to get them by the single copy, but cannot; the booksellers have them only for regular subscribers. He used to get single copies in Edmonton, and likely you can in Calgary.

I suppose the Oatens are getting anxious to see their new little visitor.

Oh, dearie, can you get a button on your overcoat? I never thought about getting a whole new set of buttons. Do you think you could do that and get someone to put them on for you?

Here, I meant to tell you about the lovely ride to-day, home by the new Hamilton-Toronto pavement road and thence along Burlington Beach and the Lake shore to our road. You must have that ride, it reminded me in spots of the Marine Drive in Vancouver, only it isn't so high above the water. You'd better bring your warm overcoat if you want to go "Fording."

Goodnight dearest.




Evelyn to Fred 
Stony Creek, Ont.,
Nov. 14 , 1915

My Dear Fred,-

Here I am in Stony Creek yet, when I had planned to spend part of the day, at least, with you. No, I was not at all glad to get your wire. It is nice to be home, but I've been away from you long enough, and I'm homesick to be back living with you. Oh you old dear, you wanted me to be sorry I couldn't come home, didn't you? I don't know of anyone who likes to be loved and caressed more than you do, I think maybe being apart a little has been good for both of us, don't you? I think maybe we'll be a little more lenient with each others faults, and a little more kind and attentive to each other, don't you dear?

The flowers, one-half dozen American Beauties, came yesterday, and they were in good condition. They are beautiful to-day. Wish you could be here to see them. I told Ray they were nice flowers he sent me and he said, “Oh, I didn’t send them, Fred did - if he doesn’t forget to pay me for them.”  I asked him if he wanted me to pay him, or if I should send the bill to you when I wrote.  

Dearie, I think he’d like one of those little post cards framed, one of Melrose. If you agree with me, you might send me or bring me one.  Daddy gave me five dollars for a birthday present, and mother the material for a kimona and some candy so you see I have been pretty well treated, haven’t I?

Daddy had a book to send Art, mother a little flashlight and some hickory nuts, Ora a cake and a pair of pajamas, and I have a little French phrase book that may be of use to him. I have decided to send some magazines to the boys. If there are any away whom you know, you had better send some, say a copy of Life, Post, and the Metropolitan or the American or McLure's. Art said when he was in England he saw only one American paper - the Post - and it was an old one.

You did not say how you fared last Sunday. I was wondering. You must have been busy at any rate - you seem well satisfied with Mrs. Bell.  How would you like her for a permanent housekeeper? Why does she come on Tuesday, for she was going to come on Monday? Shall I make her a nightgown for a Christmas present? ... 

And are you going to get a new suit out there or in the East? For you simply have to have one dear You did not speak as if Mr. Howard were coming East. Is he? And how did your Northern Crown Bank case turn out?

I nearly forgot to tell you, I picked a bouquet of nasturtiums to-day, not a very big one it is true, but with some leaves it makes a fairly presentable one. Oh how I wish you were here to give me a birthday kiss.

Your twenty-six year old girl.




Evelyn to Fred 
Stony Creek, Ont.,
Nov. 15, 1915

My Own Lover and Provider,-

I beg to acknowledge the receipt of cheque no. 1167 for the sum of fifty dollars. I am afraid dearie that you'll think I'm spending a lot of money, for I feel that way myself, and yet I'm not flinging it away. I am sorry you sent me so much this time when you are so short of funds. Twenty-five dollars would have been ample for all my needs. I'll try not to be extravagant with this money though.

This morning mother thought she wouldn’t call me until I got ready to get up, and it was almost eleven before I woke up. I haven’t been worked very hard of late. After dinner Ora went  up to Hamilton to have her teeth attended to, and mother and I put some burlap on daddy’s shelves and then I put away some of his books. I haven’t finished yet, but I worked until about half-past five at it.  By that time Ora was home.

She [Ora] got two letters from Art to-day. He says the country is very beautiful, with beautiful trees and chateaux and monasteries. He says he has some interesting stories to tell about the occupation of the part of the country by the enemy. Maybe from that you can gain some idea of where he is. It must be somewhere in the neighbourhood of St. Julien or Givenchy (that's not spelled right, is it?) I wish I had a good Atlas. We’ll look it up on Mr. Coutt’s when I come home - if I ever get there.

... So you like Mrs. Coutt's bread better than Mrs. Oaten's? Better than Mrs. Albright's too, I'll wager. I suppose affairs are in a great state at the Oaten's now-a-days. What a lot of gossip I've written. Ora is in good spirits over her two letters to-day. If you haven't sold her 'United' and there's any prospect of it's value increasing, she says to keep it.

Your loving wife.




Evelyn to Fred 
Stony Creek, Ont.,
Nov. 16, 1915

My Own Dearie,-

I shouldn’t write to you at all tonight except that this will likely reach you on Saturday, and I know I don’t like to have Saturday come and no letter.  

Ora has just finished doing up two parcels for Art, and the things are very nice, a pair of pajamas, some candy and some shelled hickory nuts in one parcel, a cake, some candy, a flashlight, a Bible and the French book in the other. He seems to have apples often where he is and I’m wondering if those we sent him will be much of a treat.

Where are you going to get your skates for this winter? Did you ask that man to whom you lent them? And dear, please get those photos of yours.

You spoke of Christmas gifts. You said last year we wouldn't give each other any and then you went and gave me something. No dearie, please I want my way about Christmas presents. All my life I've saved my money to give Christmas presents to my folk. I'm not meaning to leave out others, but it does mean a lot to us to give each other Christmas gifts. It doesn't have to be very much. I knew last year you did not agree with me, but you did not realize that last year was about the most unChristmas Christmas I'd ever had, and so this year I am going to give you a present. I'm not meaning I want you to give me anything elaborate, but I want something from you. I don't know if I've made my position very plain or not. And I know you didn't say not to give our people anything. I know both our mothers want some cushions. I have five dollars that dad gave me for my birthday and it won't last past Christmas, I assure.

Your mother just telephoned to know when you are coming. I sort of think she wants to see you. Oh my dearie, I'm so lonesome and homesick for you, and it's two weeks yet before you start to come to me

Your lonesome and loving wife.

Please dear don't be hurt by anything I've said in this. I'd write another, only I don't feel very well. And I guess I've written as if I misunderstood your letter, but I didn't, even if I seem to have gone off on a tangent in this letter. Please don't be offended, for I love you always, N.




Evelyn to Fred 
Stony Creek, Ont.,
Nov. 17, 1915

My Dear Fred,-

No letter came to-day, ... I meant to go to prayer-meeting tonight, but when the time came my desire was lacking, partly, to be truthful, because I was immersed in The Inside of the Cup. ...

Ora is writing to Mr. Myer. She almost has a position, at least she's got it for one night. It is teaching Household Science to night classes at the Technical school in Hamilton. There are to be three or four classes a week, at two dollars a class. She considers it a very good opening. 

To be perfectly honest, I wasn’t thinking wholly of Ora in that outlet of a few weeks ago. I was thinking of myself too, and at that time I was sick, and the prospect of earning my own living did not look very rosy. How the state of our health does affect our outlook on life!

...You say you are cold at night. I hope you'll soon have your bedfellow, dearie. You are not wearing those silk pajamas yet, are you? And look in the cedar chest, I think there is a pair of bed socks in there, also I believe your warm underclothes are there. You'll likely need them before you come east.

... The days have been beautifully bright and not very cold. The lights have gone out and I got the lamp.

Dearie, I hope you weren't hurt by last night's letter, were you?

Your old sweetheart.




Fred to Evelyn

Calgary,
Nov. 18/15

My dear wife, -

I am taking half an hour before lunch to write you as I didn't get a letter written last night. I went to drill first and called in at the Coutts' for a short time afterwards. Mrs C. is baking her own bread now and on Wed. Tues night I found a loaf from her and also one from Mrs Oaten.  As I had bought one only the day before I am pretty well supplied.

Donna [Brown] was buried yesterday. I was going to send some flowers and had no idea the funeral would be so soon but it seems the body can't be kept more than 24 hours in cases of diphtheria - I did want to go to the funeral & had no thought it would be so soon - but as I was returning from lunch I saw the hearse. It was too late then: I do feel so sorry for Mrs Brown.

Your birthday letter came today I'm glad you liked the roses but Ray needn’t have been so sparing with them.  I told him “mums” were  first choice.  But perhaps he thought roses were nicer.

The weather is fine and warm again. But I am oversleeping lately and missing the early morning air. Even Ontario can't beat it. Must go to lunch now

With love

Fred.




Evelyn to Fred
Stony Creek, Ont.,
Nov. 19, 1915

My Dear Husband,-

Your letter of last Sunday [Nov. 14 - letter missing] came to-day, and I was so glad to get it. It was a nice letter, and made me want to hug you. I was so homesick for you last night that I had a good cry after I went to bed. If you leave on the first of December, you should be here two weeks from to-day. I know you'll come as soon as you can sweetheart.

Regarding that slight operation, I'd rather wait until I go home. I don't want to have it here, I couldn't bear to let dad and mother know what was the matter. And while I'm at it, I want a good examination. I fell some time ago on my side, and it hurt me very much then. It doesn't much now, only once in a while, but I want to know positively that there's nothing wrong. As for Ray, I won't likely see him this Sunday, but I'll have a good talk with him when I see him. I'm afraid he'll be hard to convince, but I'll do my best with him. I don't see why he needs to be so independent. I think a great deal of him, only do you know, he seems so good he makes me feel small and mean, and he uses his brain so much, that I feel intellectually lazy in comparison with him. 

We were papering the bath-room and back bedroom and getting a little painting done, and are all pretty tired. I was going to League tonight - they were having a debate - but I was too tired and lazy. It rained in the night and I didn’t hear it until mother came in to close my window. Our tank is full and the cistern half-full so each and every one may have a bath, when the paint on the bathroom floor is dry enough to walk on.

I wish you could see the roses. They are coming out beautifully, and they are a week old now.  I wish you knew how much pleasure they have given all of us. Did I tell you Ray got American Beauties? They keep the longest I think.  We kept some of my graduation roses for nearly two weeks.

I went up to interview the washwoman to-day. We can have our washing done, now that we have water.  

It had been dull and rainy all day, but the stone road was a fairly good one for walking. The now gray and leafless trees stood dark on the mountain's brow, are little clumps especially well outlined because of a patch of red in the sky. Across the sky in front of me gray clouds scudded across a gray background: The grass and weeds lay sodden and the odour of rotting leaves filled my nostrils. Does it seem a pleasant picture to you? I don't know why it is, but I love to be out on such a day, I want to walk, till I come to a house where there's a blazing fire and a face with a welcoming smile - that's yours.

Your sweetheart.

How's Ruby? Also Mrs. Pat? [Patterson]




Evelyn to Fred 
Stoney Creek, Ont.,
Nov. 21, 1915

My Dear Fred,-

To-day we are having a Go-to-church Sunday.  There was a nice sized congregation this morning, but it looks so much like a storm I’m afraid this evening it will be small.  Mother took my roses over for the services to-day, so you see how well they are keeping.  Oh, I’ve been away from you so long, I almost forget what you look like.  When do you expect to leave.  How is Ray getting along.

I didn’t get any letter yesterday, so am eagerly awaiting one tomorrow to see how your Sunday afternoon meeting came off. When did Fritz drop the Men’s own?  And what does he do Sunday Afternoons now?

We have the bathroom fixed so that it can be inhabited and I think it’s the warmest room in the house. Dad came downstairs the other day and said “that makes a cosy bathroom, doesn’t it?”

Edith Adams came over last night and will stay until tomorrow morning. She is on the Public Library staff, and at present is in the Riverdale Branch. We are spending a very quiet time, just reading, but I believe everybody is fairly well satisfied.

It is funny that you can’t escape from the unbroken generations when you go visiting. I am anxiously awaiting certain news. I suppose Ruby’s sister has arrived by this time.

When we go home, what route shall we take? Shall we be going through the U.S. or C.P.R.? And I wonder how long you'll be able to stay? I am getting so anxious to be home again. It seems as if I'm just marking time, waiting for you to come. You see, I sort of like you. Isn't that queer?

Oh, you should hear the recommendations Ora got from Dr. Warner and Mr. Myer. They're glowing. Tell me about Mt. Royal college

With love,

Your wife.




Evelyn to Fred
Stony Creek, Ont.,
Nov. 22, 1915

My Dear Fred,-

...I have been writing to Mr. Dawson, C.P.R. agent.  I put in the ticket for a refund claim, and Ora’s tag end was on too, you see we did not use them from Hamilton here. When I sent in my request for refund, all I did was to sign my name and address on a line pointed out to me by the clerk, and now they want to know how far the tickets were used.  

Evidently they think I’m after a refund of the money for the ticket from Hamilton here. They may give it to me if they like, and Ora’s too. I never thought about hers, they were both together you see. And I mustn’t forget to tell you, that I remembered to put the file number on it. I might not have noticed it had I not heard you say how much trouble it caused you when such was not done.  You see, I could become a business woman with a very little practice. If they would give you the money, I don’t care. It doesn’t make much difference does it, for they’ll likely give me a cheque and I’ll keep it until I buy the return ticket.

... A week from tomorrow is the last day of December. [sic] I am very busy, but yet the time seems long since I left you. Ora is to teach two nights at present, and if the classes grow, she’ll teach oftener.

I am so glad to hear that Mr. Bell did so well in the harvest fields. Have they bought a bit of land yet, or are they going to rent again or stay where they are? She must not work so hard as she did last year, it is not necessary and if he is working, it is not fair to him.  Do you think it is ? They both need a better evening meal than he can or ought to prepare.

I was absolutely shocked by the news about Donna. I cannot understand why she should die, if they had administered antitoxin in time. Art says they are supposed to give it if they have only a suspicion that it's diphtheria and in case of a bad sore throat. Of course I must write to Mrs. Brown, but not tonight. There is so little one can do. I am so sorry for her, she was so bound up in Donna, and she was such a dear little kiddie. I shall miss her too I have sometimes fancied how I'd watch her grow up.

Your own wife.




Fred to Evelyn 
Calgary,
Nov. 25/15.

My dear wife, -

I have been immeasurably busy today - for that matter so has everyone in the office - for work has been coming with a rush lately. I went home for lunch but I had dinner at the Empress and now I am back at the office. One bad feature of eating down town is I generally eat too fast. Tonight I had roast beef and potatoes, bread & butter and baked apple, and I was finished within 10 minutes of the time when I sat down. It isn't good for one. I have a trial tomorrow and I must do some good work on the case this evening. I am to see a couple men at eight o'clock.

Sometime ago you asked me what I thought of the Allies action in crossing Greek territory. At first I too thought it was very similar to the invasion of Belgium. But it isn't at all parallel. Greece in bound by treaty to Serbia and if for no other reason she should allow assistance to reach her over Greek territory even if she does not help herself. If she respected her obligations and treaties she would have done so, and the use of Greek territory for the allies' purposes is expressly permitted by the Greece-Serbian treaty. Besides, it appears that the allies used Greek territory in the first instance at the express invitation of the Greek ministry, since overthrown. 

Billy Arden (?) and I were discussing the war last night. You know he is a Christian Scientist and as such does not believe in war at all, - and so he is in a quandary. He thinks he should enlist but principle has aided in holding him back so far. He argues that if everybody were Christian Scientist there would be no war.  

Perhaps, but we have to take the world as we find it and I’m not so sure that Christ would not fight if He were here.  At any rate I can’t see any other thing for the allies to do.  And so I am glad that at last they have taken stern measures with the perfidious Greeks which seem to have had good results if tonight’s reports are true.  The whole war situation looks brighter recently, don’t you think so?

Knox church has at last decided upon a plan of financing. Her total indebtedness is approximately $180,000. She intends to capitalize this and sell bonds bearing 5% interest to members of the congregation, running over an extended term of years. If the people buy the bonds it will help at least to the extent of reducing the interest charges by a little over 3 per cent. ...

I'm sorry dearest that I didn't phone Miss Glass until this evening. I tried a couple times before but unsuccessfully and then I forgot. She says the girls' club has not been doing much but marking time. You know the Y.W.C.A. is now in the midst of a financial campaign and Miss Glass has been very busy with it and other special work, so she said she had done very little with the girls' club. 

They intend doing some sunshine work at Xmas but do not expect to take up the regular work until after the New Year. Miss Jamieson was here on Monday and Tuesday but I didn’t see her. I believe Elizabeth did however. Miss Glass said I should make her apologies for not answering your letter and that she would be very very glad to see you back. She isn’t the only one of that mind either.

No I haven't bought a new suit yet. If I see one that suits I'll get it otherwise I shall wait until I go East. I don't feel that this is a time when I should spend much money on clothes, even if I don't look so well dressed as I would like. I'm anxious to see your new clothes though dearie and I don't want you to skimp on yours.

No letter today, but there will likely be two tomorrow. Did you know Margaret's birthday is the last of this month.

Your lover.




Evelyn to Fred 
Stoney Creek, Ont.,
Nov. 25, 1915

My Dear Fred,-

I learned to-day that the proper way to spell the name of this place is with an "e." It was named after a man named Stoney,(2) and not after the creek, though for that matter, the creek deserves the name.

Ora is up in Hamilton at her class, and mother and father were out for tea, and will be home after a meeting at Fruitland. It is now nearly ten o'clock, and I was going to write more letters than yours, but I was reading and working on Helen's(3) dress, if her name is Helen. I think I'll get more letters written before the folk get home.

There are three roses still nice. I think, dear, that half a dozen American Beauty roses is quite sufficient at one time.

Ora had three letters from Art yesterday. He expects to stay where he is, but the work is going to be changed, and he'll get more of the kind of cases he wants. As to Ora, she seems, and I feel is, quite contented, although she'd be glad of more classes.

I must say as far as Xmas presents are concerned, dear, that I meant I wanted to give things to our own folk only. You said not to give any to our friends pursuing their ordinary business. I am doing a little crocheting , but dear, the cost of it isn't more than five or ten cents, not much more than the cost of cards, so I am practically agreeing with you, for all I said.

I’ve just been thinking about the fruit. Hadn’t you better get somebody to make a little fire in case of a cold snap, otherwise it might freeze. And I didn’t get Duerr’s jam for 25¢ I got two jars for 75¢ at a special sale. I made some strawberry jam, it’s on the other side, but I know it isn’t so good as Duerr’s, so will leave it until I’m home to help dispose of it.

You remember that the flower clock in the park on Princes Street, Edinburgh? When I was up at Hagersville, I was telling that the flowers opened to tell the time, and they laughed at me, and then I got thinking about it and wondering how the thing did work. So Bruce Robertson said he was going to ask his friend Brown, an Edinburgh man, about it. To-day I got a letter explaining it. The hands are formed of troughs containing flowers, and the hands rotate. I guess I read about the other, in fact I’m sure I did, but it was a good joke on me, wasn’t it?

According to your telegram you'll start in a day or so, and I won't write many more letters. Be sure & lock the cellar door. The key of the kitchen door locks it - you know we lost one. And the storm windows for our two bedroom windows and the kitchen are down cellar. And be sure and close the window in the fruit cellar. You may laugh as much as you like, only don't forget my instructions.

Your anxious housewife.




Evelyn to Fred 
Stoney Creek, Ont.,
Nov. 28, 1915

My Dear Husband,-

Just think, I didn’t write to you yesterday nor Friday, you know it by this time, don’t you? I am very sorry, but will seek to palliate my offense by a good reason - not an excuse. On Friday, right after dinner, we all went up to Hamilton I went to see Mrs. Sifton, and she did seem glad to see me. I stayed all afternoon and for dinner and they brought me home about ten o’clock. She wants very much to have you become acquainted with Mr Sifton.  

Well, you may imagine we didn’t do a thing but talk, and I heard a lot about their trip, or rather drag through Europe, which I shall tell you when I see you, for it takes too long to write it all. I must tell you though about Mrs. Bond. You know that first day on the train, Mrs Bond was so indignant because you talked so much to Miss Sweet. She said, “Why the idea!  I don’t see how she puts up with it.”  you see, she liked me from the beginning, and also she thought Miss Sweet was very free, which I must admit, I thought myself, and she was angry on my account. Mrs. Sifton told her she had an evil mind, and that if I didn’t object, she shouldn’t, “besides,” she added, “they’ve seen nobody but themselves for some time, and are glad to meet someone else.”  

I should not tell you this if it did not have a good ending, for Mrs. Bond changed her mind about you.

Then Mrs. Sifton told her she ought to apologize to you for having thought so ill of you in the beginning, but Mrs. Sifton Bond said you didn’t know what she had thought, and so she couldn’t apologize.  I told Mrs. S. that I heard a little bit and was pretty angry, but I was discreet enough not to say that I had classed them together.  Wasn’t it funny?  She said Miss Sweet had had a nervous breakdown since she came home, and that a girl in Hamilton had died from a weak heart during an attack of pneumonia, and the doctor said her death was due to nervous strain.  Oh, I guess they had a dreadful time.

Edith Simons and another girl are spending Sunday here.  They came yesterday afternoon, and that’s why I didn’t write then.

You said something about me going east with you. Oh, I know it would be lovely to go, but honestly, I don't think I ought to. You are funny dear, you want to save money sometimes in small things and then you come along with a suggestion like this, which if followed out would entail a great deal of expense.

Ray said to-day he was going to have an operation in the holidays. It will cost fifty dollars. I didn’t tell him you’d pay for it, for he had it decided before I saw him, but you are to do it just the same.

...Mother is counting on having all your people here for Christmas dinner, Edith Simons is to be married on Christmas Day, and she wants dad to marry her, and mother to go too, so if they go, we’ll have to have the dinner at night. 

Oh, I didn’t tell you what is the matter with Ray.  He is going to have his tonsils removed. Dr. Morton in Hamilton is going to perform the operation during the holidays. Margaret and the other girls say he is very good, that they never saw him make a mistake, and I suppose they ought to know.

I think to-day is Margaret's birthday. I didn't get a letter written her yesterday, but I have a couple nice handkerchiefs I'm going to send her, and she'll get them tomorrow.

I don't know whether to write to you again or not. If you are going to spend a couple days in Toronto before going east. I should like to meet you there. Then after you go, I can make my visit in Toronto, but if you're coming over here before you go east, I suppose there's no use of me going to Toronto. But I'd sort of like to meet you there. I think that would be more suited to our pocket books than a trip East.

I didn't know you were going to lecture again. Don't you think you have enough to do without that dear? I'm so glad to know that you've decided to spend more time in visiting with me. Do you know I don't think I'll go in the choir when I go home. If you go to drill two nights and if we go to prayer-meeting I'm not going to spend another evening away from you. Oh, I can hardly wait for you to come. Let me know all your arrangements.

Oh, I love you, My Darling.




Evelyn to Fred
Stony Creek, Ont.,
Nov. 29, 1915

My Dear Fred,-

I wrote such a long letter yesterday that maybe I’ll run out of material shortly.  I had two letters from you to-day, Wednesday’s and Thursday’s. Here I was thinking I shouldn't have to write many more letters and now I find that I have a week more of it than I had anticipated. I wish I hadn't come east when I did. It's now two months and a half since I left, and it will likely be three before I see you. 

You won't have much time down east will you, if you do not leave Calgary until the seventh or eighth? I do not think I should go east with you, or were you only joking anyway? You should not do it at long distance, for in such cases we generally take messages in their literal sense.

...You spoke about your suit. Do you think it’s fair, dear, for me to have a nice new one, and for you to have none? If you should not spend money on your clothes, why should I? 

Oh my dear, I don't feel very cheerful tonight, for some reason. I seem to have a dark thought, or a foreboding of some evil. I was so lonesome for you last night, that I cried. I don't think you ever cry because you're lonesome for me, do you?

...I am sorry to know Mrs. Patterson is so ill. They will feel dreadfully disappointed at losing the baby, but I suppose the important thing just now is that Mrs. Patterson gets well. You know, women are themselves often to blame for such illness, because they will not consult a doctor early enough. I know one case where the girl died ... She refused to go to the doctor until shortly before her baby was to be born.

It will seem funny at Elizabeth’s without Mrs. Clark, but it will be nice for her to be in California.  I’m glad Ruby is getting along so well.

Yes, Ora has a position two nights a weeks, at $2 a lesson - not too bad.

Good night my dear one.



Evelyn to Fred 
Stoney Creek, Ont.,
Nov. 30, 1915

My Dear Fred,-

I said to mother that I’d write to you if I had anything to say, and then I thought how you feel when you do not get a letter, and so this is the result. I had no letter to-day, but you have been pretty good about writing, dearest, and I’m not meaning this for a complaint.

Will you please find out from Elizabeth if she’s sent my subscription yet? If so, I want to send one for Ora and mother, and get the Mentor sent to me here, so that they can have it. If you have the Christmas number you doubtless have read the little Christmas story on the first page.  

I remember once some years ago you said that Christmas was a bother, or something to that effect. You've changed very much in the last year or two, don't you think?

À propos of something you said a few days ago about Christmas presents, I want to tell you something about yourself. It is this - that I am so glad you treat me as if I have a right to my own opinions, and not as if I were merely an adjunct of you and consequently depending on you to formulate opinions for me. If you were deliberately seeking a way to make me agree with you, you could choose no safer way, but I know that you do it because you are open minded. Of course before I married you, I knew you were that, but I just want to tell you now how much more it makes me love you, when I see this characteristic in action.

I was talking to your mother tonight, and told her your latest intention about coming or rather not coming home. Every time you write, it seems there's a little bit longer to wait. Oh, I'm not blaming you, dearest, only it seems foolish and wasteful to spend so much time away from each other. 

How are Ruby and the baby. I hope Mrs. Patterson is better.

Ora is in Hamilton tonight. There’s a letter from Art, but of course, I can’t tell you what’s in it.

Your loving wife.




Fred to Evelyn
[Calgary]
Wednesday evening, Dec 1/15

My dear wife, -

I didn’t feel like writing last night. It was very late when I came home as we had the weekly firm meeting from 5.30 to 7.30 and after I had my dinner I went to Fritz’s for the evening.

Mrs. Patterson was buried today. They had wired to her mother in Vermont but she couldn't come to the funeral so the only relatives were her sister & husband. Poor Pat! It seems as if the very foundations were taken from under him. He doesn't know yet what he is going to do. I didn't talk to him after the funeral. In a day or two his sister-in-law will leave and then he will be alone indeed, and I hope I can do something to help him. 

There was a service at the church and a few of us went to the grave. Mr. Huntley conducted the service but Mr. Sharpe, who it seems, was a college classmate of Pat’s also spoke. His words were beautiful. 

Roy said tonight it was worth something to have deserved such tributes as were paid Mrs. Patterson today. I couldn't help but regret that we had not seen more of them. The bunch of us sent a wreath of red roses - but what a poor tribute after all. It does seem as if we always remember too late. Oh. my dearie, I wish I were more thoughtful and kind and helpful. You have already worked wonders in me but so much remains to be done.

Dr [Wilfred] Grenfell lectured tonight for the benefit of his Labrador work. In a few days he will leave for France, on active service. I didn't feel like going but I promised to usher so I went. The church was crowded.

I am planning to leave next Tuesday but don't know whether I can get ready for then. I hope so for I am longing to see you. Does the time seem long to you?

Good night my dear, dear wife.

Fred.


Endnotes

1. Evelyn may be referring to John Vernon Mackenzie, B.A. Victoria College, 1909. He served as a private with the Princess Patricia's Canadian Light Infantry in September 1915.

2. Earlier sources and the postmark show the spelling as "Stony Creek." Evelyn has mainly used the spelling "Stony" until now. The origin of the name is most likely due to the creek beside the town and not to two early settlers, both named Stoney.

3. Helen - Ruby and Wilfred Oaten's new baby.

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