W-MCP3-5.076 TO THOMAS BAKER MCQUESTEN from Miss Isabel Elliot
Oct 20 1906 [date by postmark] Friday Evening
To: Thomas B. McQuesten 22 Grosvenor Street, Toronto, Ontario
From: Brookdale Irish/Trout Club
Hartley & Mrs. Hartley (the Irish cousin) went in this morning, and I shall be able to send this & some others in by the man who brings them (the rum) out tonight.
We did not have rain yesterday but it is coming down in torrents this morning and I am sure it will not stop today.
Our party is not large this time: Mr. & Mrs. D. Mr. Hartley & Mary Gartshore here & myself--and the two maids. Mr. Kilgours [church?] today [?] [school time?] return tonight. We are having a glorious time, or have had yesterday we punted about in the morning & in the afternoon I persuaded the party to tramp over to the farm where the apples were. Fancy our disappointment to find not one of those beauties I raved about. The trees had been stripped of fruit. [I?] got some Northern Spies & some smaller apples but I cannot keep my promise to you. I wish you could have taken that walk. The Irishman taken over the [?] from [every?]one of the hills, for this part of the country is all hills & dales.
The trees have so much more colouring than those around home, & we kept up a run in exclamations.
We found the farm house looking much the worse for wear. The windows were battered & broken, but that quaint old bed was still upstairs. I have told you of it. This farm is owned by some bank clerk in Toronto I believe, who would like to sell it but feigned that he had no interest in the place.
I wish you were here Tim dear. You would enjoy the jolly big fire place in this room. It would brighten up any day.
Mary G. is reading in one corner of the room & Mrs. D. has gone asleep over a book in another corner. This lady is writing to the very nicest child in [?] where? I wonder.
I hope you had a very enjoyable day yesterday at home. Did Billy decide to go with you? I hope so for his sake. How he could resist it myself--but men (some) are green sticks.
Mrs. Dewart thinks she will not leave till the evening train which reaches Toronto somewhere around nine. I hope I shall not be too late in arriving. It will be the last day of the excursion so the trains may be late. Alas & Alack!
The pond & the water fall are as fascinating as ever. The water is very cold & very exhilarating but the cold water is not to be neglected even at this time of the [?].
I wonder how my aunt is getting along with her woes. If she had had any fight in her I could have persuaded her--in time--to let your office have her care, as it was there no use in suggesting it or any one--not that the lady is easily persuaded, she is not.
Hartley thinks [?] would have the right to just keep her other shares in payment if she should not pay up her 3000. At first he said as you did, to have my aunt just keep putting them off & not pay till she was obliged to but it was a different thing when he found she had other shares in [Uscher's?] hands.
We have not seen any [pr?] since Wednesday so have wondered whether any thing more has happened to the directors or the bank people. I believe [Uscher?] would be too sharp to let her sell her other stock. He would suspect if she tried to sell them at a lower point than they were bought.
I wonder when this will reach you. I hope tomorrow aft. Don't I flatter myself when I think it will be nice for you to have it on Sat. afternoon when you settle down for that long [smoke?].
I adore getting letters so much that I forget that every one is not the same.
I miss you very much. I am dear in hope to see you Monday.
All my best wishes, [possibly one sentence illegible]2
P.S. You would have adored the pines yesterday. It was windy & I thought of you & the melody of the pines.
I. E. [Isabel Elliott]1
1 Isabel Elliot is the young woman to whom Tom was reported to have been engaged; however, Tom's mother did not approve and Tom did not marry her.
For more details on Miss Elliot and the relationship, see W6012, W5868. This is one of a series of four letters in Miss Elliot's handwriting, W-MCP3-5.076, W-MCP3-5.075, W-MCP3-5.077, W-MCP3-5.074.
Miss Elliot enclosed a photo of herself in W-MCP3-5.074. She is seated on the steps and is holding a dog, and on the reverse side of the photo are the words "Love me, love my dog."
Another picture of Isabel Elliot (a similar likeness) appears in the yearbook of University of Toronto. She was in the Class of '05 and the yearbook states: "A countenance in which did meet,/Sweet records, promises so sweet."
"Although born in Brampton, Isabel Elliot graduated from the Parkdale Collegiate and entered the English and History Courses of '05. One of the sweetest and most charming of the many charming girls in the year, her unfailing sumpathy and evenness of disposition have made her deservedly popular, as may be seen from the fact that she has held office in the Class Executive, the Woman's Lit., and the Woman's Athletic Association. Isabel will have the best wishes of all her fellow students in whatever career she may elect to follow."
2 Portions of this letter are illegible, but the microfilm calendar states: "want Tom to burn it after he reads it."