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Yesterday a wild northeaster—wish you could have seen it. Bitter cold, and
breakers of black water pounding up on the Giants' Graves7 under a very low black-gray sky.
Today, fair and
dreanydreamy—all off on boat trips.
I finished the autographs8 on Friday morning and sent them over to Eastport9 by special messenger (Ralph10!) on Saturday boat. He bore himself like a King's messenger! Hadn't been to Eastport for years. We11 left the box in back hall, he came for it at six a.m. bore it off without waking us. Took it on boat as personal baggage, got it through American Customs, drove in a taxi to express office at the far end of Eastport, got it on the train for Boston12. Such a proud man he was. Happy thought: if I take Ralph for my errand secretary, then perhaps we may have Willie13 for gardener?
Willie went for Miss Jacobus14 to cut
the alder thickets on the Dimple
Downs15 with his double-edged ax. Ax rebounded from a dead alder and
cut his knee to the bone. He walked home but was unable to work for some
days—lost blood, of course, and such dirty
ribi rib rubbing it as he walked
home! Inflammation gone, however, and the wound has healed.
I was almost as much disappointed
you, my dears, about your being shut out of the comfortable Frontenac16.
3 I didn't
realize that after prohibition it would be
crowded. I should have written the Management two weeks before you went
away, and demanded rooms as a personal favor. Ah, I wish you could see
Quebec17 in Winter!
I am sending a very interesting book18 on G. Manan2 on to Colusa19. My hand is still stiff, as you can see—autographing didn't do it any good. I must get a note off to Stephen20 who cabled yesterday from Aix-les-Bains21 to know where I am and whether I am ill. So now I must stop this letter. Everyone misses you, my dear children, but no one misses you so much as I do.Your very loving Aunt.
Oh delight! Yesterday Miss Bonnell22 telephoned Gannet Light23 keeper to ask if she might come to spend night first fair day. Keeper replied his wife away on visit for two weeks, and he was afraid Government Inspectors would not approve Bonnell's visit! These are the actual facts. She had engaged motor boat.From W. S. Cather WHALE COVE