W5888 TO [REV.] CALVIN MCQUESTEN from his mother, Mary Baker McQuesten
Jun 29 1907
To: Glenhurst Saskatchewan
My dearest Calvin,
Ruby got home at one o'clock this morning. Hilda went up in the bus at midnight to meet her. Tom had met her in Toronto, they had intended going to see Helen Locke but poor old Jimmie had died the day before and they had gone to the funeral in Hamilton. Then they went to the Whittemores, but they were out so they went to see Eleanor Ross, where they stayed till train time. So now Ruby is busy unpacking all her belongings, it came on to rain after dinner so we are enjoying ourselves talking away, with Tom also who has just arrived. It is too bad to think of you wandering about in that homeless country.
On Tuesday we were invited all of us to take tea with an old Mrs. Patton who with her son and daughter live in the country about three miles out. They used to belong to McNab St. Church. Edna and I took the bus as far as the station and walked the rest. We enjoyed our tea, but unfortunately the brother took ill with the heat and could not drive us home as expected, so we had to walk home the three miles, which was a great deal too much for us. On Wednesday afternoon Mrs. Mullin and Willie visited us, and in the morning Marjorie Colquhoun and Cassie Clark came and stayed for three days till last night; they enjoyed themselves so much and were so delighted with the situation that it was worth while having them. It certainly is perfectly delightful. On Thursday a large number of ladies from Hamilton and Toronto belonging to the Anglican W.F.M.S had a pic-nic right out on the terrace in front. We knew quite a number and they all thought we had a lovely spot. I am going to send you the Presbyterians as soon as Ruby has read the story. I have them all except one with first chapter but in May 23, (9) I think, is a synopsis.
Ruby will write you when she gets rested. The strawberry season is just beginning, we are to have our first to-morrow, Tom's birth-day. There does not seem to be any thing especial to relate. We are to have McGregor of the Pres. preach for us to-morrow.
I am hoping to hear that you have found a home, you will get tired of roaming about. With much love from all.
Your loving mother
[P.S.] Hope the mosquitoes have abated. Thankful to hear of Mrs. Anderson being the kind of woman she is. Very provoking about the horse-race, so pleased to get such an interesting letter.