W-MCP1-3a.059 TO THOMAS B. MCQUESTEN, ESQ., B.A. from his mother Mary Baker McQuesten
Oct 20 1904
To: Thomas McQuesten 22 Grosvenor St., Toronto, Ontario
My dear dear boy,
I am writing to-night for fear I shall not find time to-morrow. We had the sewing girl to-day which has made a diversion from the house-cleaning. We have been making the most desperate efforts to get the latter finished but are not through yet, am afraid the first part will be dirty before last part is completed. On Tuesday went to Brantford to address a meeting, it was a very warm day, almost too warm, for it gave me a headache, which prevented my doing justice to an excellent dinner provided by a kind little lady who entertained me.
How are you getting on? You must tell me a little of your doings. Did you get the money from Ruby? Have you any left to go on? Had a note from Mr. Chisholm that Sutherland had agreed to give $7.50 a month for two years lease. Yesterday we had a call from Mrs. Thomson and Mr. Gordon. Mr. G. said he had been in this house in 1851, when they had a meeting about calling a minister to Knox, I think & he was commissioned to see Professor, then Mr. George Payton [?ing] who subsequently came to the church.
We expect to have a very busy week next week, between the Church Jubilee and the S.S. Convention, as we expect two delegates. I will be so [?] when we can have a little rest, we seem to have been kept on the full stretch [?] for weeks.
I wish I could feel you had a comfortable room, but I am afraid you are in very close quarters, and wandering about for your meals, poor little fellow. Miss Fisher came up that Saturday to see the Highlanders receive their Colors, but Mrs. [?] thought her greatly changed and looking very ill. She is coming up to-morrow to visit G[??]illers. This is a very stupid letter, but there is nothing special to relate and I am very tired. I hope you find your work interesting and that you will be able to catch up. With much love.
Your loving mother
[P.S.] The Turbinia does not run after this month, unless they see fit to run on election day. You ought to call in on poor Mr. MacKay, he is always so interested in you and is there by himself.