W-MCP3-5.022 TO THOMAS B. MCQUESTEN from his mother, Mary Baker McQuesten
Apr 15 1904
To: Thomas McQuesten 41 Isabella St., Toronto, Ontario
My dear dear boy,
I am sorry to be so late in writing my letter, but really I seemed to have very little to say. To-day the weather is like February and to-night the snow is drifting and there is a regular blizzard.
Mary and I have just got back from teaching our Jews, it is perfectly wonderful to see the progress they have made, they make not the slightest objection to but are anxious to read the New Testament, and the oldest man told me he had had such help from coming to the class, that he understood and believed and he asked to go with some one to church. So we have arranged with Frederick to take him with him to Mr. Philpot's Church.
Only had a card from Calvin, he was waiting to hear from me, my letters had not reached for two weeks. We had a Mr. Ross of Guelph preaching on Sabbath.
Mrs. F. [Fletcher] said the doctor wrote really a splendid letter for you to Prof. B. O Dear! I must not talk about it, it makes me so nervous that I have got it on the brain. God grant that all may be well1!
Just to think of our having to clean snow in April! I now have poor Willie Stuart (Alice's brother) for cutting wood &c. Last Friday night Mary and I were invited to Mrs. Proctor's with Dr. and Mrs. Fletcher, also Mrs. Eastwood and her son, he is a particularly gentlemanly man. We had a great spread, turkey &c. A magnificent bird from their own farm.
You must be having a hard time, it would seem to me almost impossible to concentrate your mind just now on study. What a great great mercy you had no exam to write on. It seems to have been no joke for the Yaulls[sp.?]. With fondest love, dearie.
Your loving mother
1 Mary is referring to Tom's bid for the Rhodes Scholarship, see W5199.