Dearest Calvin,

As the English Mail closes to-morrow at 5 a.m. am writing a few lines. We are going on as usual. On Wed. Tom drove H and me to see Edna, she was looking very well indeed and is well or says, but feeling very badly over the death of Mrs. Knight from pneumonia, quite suddenly I think. Gertrude came before she died, but it is a great loss to poor Edna, they had so much in common and Mrs. Knight took the Literary Digest and they used to read & talk it over together. E. has your photo on her bureau and this morning had a letter from Ida. W. thinks you look like your grand father McQuesten. At the Ladies Aid yesterday some of them had seen it in the Beckett Case on Jas. St. and were in raptures "such a speaking likeness etc." Yesterday H & I took Mrs.Waller and Mr.Osborne for a drive a perfect summer day.

Rock Garden brilliant with yellow alepsum, phox D. arabis, tulips all gorgeous, a rain more or less every day. Fearful heat in West, hope it will not come here. Norm & Tom went to Toronto yesterday, but something went wrong with car (N.'s) and they returned by train. Had a long letter from Mrs. Joe. in a delightful old Manor House in Virginia near Lexington where in a church under fine recumbent statue lies Gen. Lee. With fond love.

Your mother

M.B. McQuesten