W6409 TO REV. CALVIN MCQUESTEN from his mother, Mary Baker McQuesten
May 1 1909
To: Calvin McQuesten Glenhurst Saskatchewan
From: 'Whitehern' Hamilton
My dearest Cal,
It is not very much like May Day and your Birthday, I hope you may get our letters but am sorry there was no fine present. However your little barrel will be starting soon, please let us know immediately where to address it.
The other evening just before six, Uncle C. [Calvin Brooks McQuesten] appeared, would not come in, but wanted to know about you, thought you were starting about May and was directing a young Scotchman in your direction. Seemed to think him a very fine fellow and it would be nice for both of you to be in same neighbourhood, but I forgot to ask his name. This is a very trying season for the West, I am afraid, such continual cold. On Thursday, we had an all-day blizzard and snow-storm, fortunately it kept mild and melted away. It covered up all the violets and daffodils, which had been looking beautiful and has rather spoiled them. Things require heat to grow to full size.
The papers have been full of Turkish affairs, it was good to see that old rascal the Sultan told to go, and packed off. Thankfully the missionaries escaped. Then too our papers are full of the lawyers' contentions over the Kinrade affair. Do not know the use of Stanton prolonging the affair by keeping Florence out of witness box, but perhaps he knows. People give family a terribly bad character, thoroughly bad, except the Mother.
Then the British Budget, imagine talking for 4 1/2 hours, no wonder there was no applause. Lloyd-George must have talked the House as well as himself speechless. And such a frightful debt! Men all going crazy now-a-days. I think, in the expenditure of money.
I see by the papers, that Chalmers and Barton have decided to call a Mr. Harris, who graduated this year from Knox. There is a McEachern at Knox here, Mr. Mitchell has been sent on Evangelist work to the West.
Indeed, Cal dear, I was more than sorry to hear of that trouble you had in February, do not think it was eczema, it must have been something poisonous you had eaten, it was terribly trying and you must have suffered so much in body, besides feeling all your time was being lost; perhaps however it was for the saving of your hairs. As you say the exams are "disgustingly unsatisfactory," they are not time tests at all, and the greatest mistake a young student can make is to use up their health striving to do any thing more than ordinary, it does not pay in the long run.
We let Heurner Mullin take Ruby in hand and we made her rest and eat and we are glad to say she keeps improving. Heurner seems really very skilful and I feel quite glad to have him again. To-morrow are our Anniversary services, we are to have Mr Hossack.
Your letter was a long time on the road unless you dated it wrong. Your date was 17th, the Glenhurst postmark was 23rd, and it reached here yesterday 30th. Hope when this reaches you, weather will be finer. All join in best love.
Your loving mother
[P.S.] Send directions for your barrel and tell if you wish anything, as it will cost no more to send.