Last Letter – 15 Mar.
8 C.I.T.R., C.A.O.
16 Mar 45.
My Darling Isobel –
This was quite a day for me & I sure was busy. I handled 4 cases today & they sure were interesting, & quite sticky in spots. Guess I’ll be a lawyer when I come back. You ought to hear me when I get up & make an address to the court. Then I got 7 letters today too & I sure was happy.
There was one from you, and Ida, Aunt Sarah, Uncle Arch, Aunt Margaret, Jack Bower & a Mrs. Manelaws, who lived across the street from us in Victoria. I saw her this summer & had tea on the boat with her, remember? She is from Edinburaugh (that’s not spelled right) & gave me her sisters address there & I’m to call on her if I go to see her. Rather nice of her. She got my address from Jennie. Aunt Ida had no news to speak of, but gave me the Darwell’s address here in England, which I already have. Aunt Sarah, Uncle Arch are both well, & Cecil is much better this year than he has been for years. Aunt Charlotte is fine but her son Fred is not too well. He was ill this summer. Edna Hoffe, Aunt Lucy’s daughter, has scarlet fever as well as almost all the kids in the school, so it’s closed. They are still in Gander Bay & expect to go back to C.I. [Change Islands] in the spring. They have me the address of Tim’s resting place – it is near Oxford & they want me to see it. Aunt Sarah thinks you are very nice, as I do too, & apparently Uncle Arch got a pretty good report on both of us, as well. From Aunt Margaret – she says Uncle Will has been in Hospital with bladder trouble – had several stones removed as large as walnuts. Do you suppose the Dr. made an error & cut of something he shouldn’t have? Anyway he was still in Hospital when Aunt Margaret wrote & getting better. They phoned you when they found out that I left but I guess you had gone in to Halifax & they didn’t know where you were. Jack & Flo are in Utopia, or a place called St. George, & Jack’s not happy. Has to work awfully hard there. They are both well. You said in your letter that you had received 5 letters from me all at once. I’m so glad, dear, & I thought that’s what would happen. Incidentally, they gave you an awful rip on the rate of exchange on that English money. I thought you’d get about $25. I’m going to buy another bond as usual & I’ll save all I can. I’m glad you’re feeling better dear, & I know the war news must be cheering to everyone home as it is to us here. It can’t last much longer now. All my love, dear, & do try to take care of yourself & see the doctor.
Goodnight
-Frank.
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