W4871 TO [REV.] CALVIN MCQUESTEN from his mother, Mary Baker McQuesten
Apr 1 1903
To: Calvin McQuesten Montreal Quebec
My dear dear boy,
Here it is Wednesday again and I must begin my letter. We are just as busy as possible these days outside & in. For the weather is more like first of May than April and I am pushing on the garden, the man last year left it in such a state, that there is no end of rubbish to burn up. Vann brought me another man this year, who lives on the mountain & comes into the city with milk, he has two boys to help him, so they are to look after a part for me & have the rest for themselves. Of course I have to show them everything and be constantly on hand to save the various sacred things in the garden, the sweet violets are just starting, picked a few to-day. Then I had some fertilizer dug into the asparagus bed & onions planted, it seems to be a very early spring, but we are needing rain, it is so dry. Then downstairs I have a man Calsoming the kitchen, cellar & hall. I simply could not stand the dirt any longer, the girls talk of painting the kitchen themselves afterwards but we shall see how it looks when ceiling and walls are clean.
Had you any idea of coming up at Easter? Would like so much to see you, but it is such a long journey that it tires you too much, only I do think you could afford a sleeper one way at least. Well last Sabbath Dr. Fletcher announced that he had secured the services of Mr. J.D. Cunningham a distinguished student of Knox, who is writing on his exams and is expected to take the traveling Scholarship. And so can only be with us till September, when he goes abroad. We, nor the Doctor have heard him preach, and scholarly men are not always good preachers, but we must hope for the best.
It is not the Editorship of Varsity that Tom is trying for but the Business Managership, which he says is good training and the man last year made about $240. out of it. Hasn't Corelly been a lucky fellow? Mary had a postal from Mrs Hugill from Egypt. There really seems to be nothing to talk about. Every one is busy looking for clothes. To-morrow Evening Mr McMillan of Toronto is to lecture in our church on Rab[?] & his friends and then this great musical event we feel as if we ought to hear it but I am losing any musical taste I had I'm afraid. I had a letter from Clara Stein they have bought Frank Sawyer's house and fitted it up. Simon had been sent to school but almost immediately took the measles, the second baby has been called Samuel Sawyer, but just think of the names of the poor children. Well I hope to be able to write a more interesting letter next time. Hoping you are well dear, with much love from all.
Your loving mother