"In a man's letters his soul lies naked; his letters are only the mirrors
of his heart."—Johnson.
In private letters we see the writer as he
really is, and not as he is often represented or misrepresented. In public
life and in business there is more or less of a pose, a certain amount of
self-consciousness makes a man consider how he appears in the sight of
others, and he acts accordingly. He is like a man facing a camera, and do
what he may, it is almost impossible to be easy and natural under such
circumstances. But good letters are snap-shots. When a man writes a letter
he encloses his portrait whether he intends it or not; for it is as easy
to distinguish the hypocrite from the honest man in Ills letters, as it is
to discover any change of position in his photograph, no matter how
cunningly the change was effected. The double take is as clearly seen in
the one as in the other.
Most men are more intimate in their private
correspondence and reveal the secrets of their hearts more unreservedly,
than even in the privacy of their own homes. How often a letter has shown
a greater depth of feeling and a richer nature than we imagined our
Mr. Mackintosh's letters were delightful;
they were pictures of his home life for his friends as vivid as a cinema,
and they were lighted up with his pleasant humour and kindly wisdom: The
number of letters that he wrote with his own hand to men and women in all
classes of society was amazing. Soldiers at the front
and soldiers' mothers at home, were encouraged and sustained by cheery
messages. His tender sympathy for those who were bereaved was always
promptly expressed. Nor was anything too trivial for him to write about if
he felt that he could be helpful; a Sunday school teacher discouraged, a
member of the choir at the church suffering from a supposed slight, or a
young man commencing business and losing heart because of the difficulties
Mr. Mackintosh did not
attempt 'fine' writing, which is invariably bad writing. Thoroughly
honest, he wrote down his thoughts and feelings without reserve; they came
forth with an impetuous rush that was like the man, full of life and
energy. For more speedy expression he invented a sort of short-long-hand;
he wrote the initial letter and the terminal one of a word, and
represented the other letters by a dash in between. A specimen of his
handwriting is given in facsimile on another page. His abounding good
nature permeated every line he wrote, and in his correspondence he
continued the ministry that was nearest his heart, of easing the burdens
of others and making their life a brighter and better thing.
These letters and extracts from letters, are a few from
many of like character, and are printed Just as a busy man threw them off.
Comparing these letters with the early letters given in the first chapter
the reader will see that the spirit which animated him then continues to
the end. The last letter of the series has a pathetic interest, for it was
written the night before his death, and as will be seen, it was never
finished. Nevertheless it forms a fitting conclusion, for in it he was
endeavouring to help the fishermen of Porthieven, West Cornwall, to get a
heating apparatus for their chapel. Strange to say, not ten per cent. of
the small chapels in that district have any means of artificial learning.
Evidently the original builders had enough Methodist fire to warm both
body and soul.
Extract from a letter written
to a lady. A gem deserving a setting of gold.
August 31st, 1917.
"My greatest ambition in life is to help others. I
don't easily forget the days when luxuries were few and far between, when
I promised God if He helped me I would help others. God did his part; I
must do mine.
urging the necessity of opening a local relief fund for the assistance of
victims of the war.
Editor of the 'Halifax Daily Guardian.' Sept., 1914.
"At a time like
the present one does not want to unduly alarm one's friends and neighbours,
but it does seem to me, that it would be well to be moving, with a view to
deciding what steps should be taken to relieve any distress that may arise
as the result of the war crisis in our town.
"If the war should suddenly collapse and no special
help is required, we shall all be very thankful; but if the worst comes to
the worst, we must stand together, and every man who has been more
fortunate than his brother must be prepared to make sacrifices.
"I am sure there are very many in our good old town who
will sacrifice, if needs be, both time and money to keep the wolf from'
"I hope the Mayor will call us
together at the first possible moment, so that an organisation can be
completed ready to act immediately, should the necessity arise.
A minister's friend.
"Dear - Oct. 2nd, 1919-
"Your long letter to hand posted 26th September,
received Oct. 2nd; but this is not bad for these days. Most of our mails
at the office are about a week late.
description of a land without railways one can imagine that you will not
miss the trains now a strike is on, but up North we all know well we are
in the thick of it.
"It was quite refreshing
to read your description of the place and people in the district where you
now reside. I am sure that it will appeal strongly to you for a season at
any rate. Of course there are advantages in dirt. The old saying, 'Where
there's muck there's brass' is a nasty one, but it is to some extent true.
Still, the picture you paint of ' your' people and the little fishing
village, makes one almost long to be there.
"Those tramps to the 'other chapels will bother you I fear. Would it help
you and the church if I went into partnership with you, and we bought a
'gee gee' and carriage of some kind? Would it be cheaper keeping a horse
of one's own rather than constantly hiring? Think this over, and if any
real help, let me know. If it would not save much it would not be worth
while of course, but if a big help, I am 'game,' and promise not to expect
dividends, of the usual kind at any rate.
feelings should have full expression. Greystones,'
July 5th, 1919.
"Your more than kind letter to hand. The worst of such
kind expressions as you use to me, is, that it makes one a bit nervous,
lest perchance one does not live up to them. But, dash it all, why should
not folks say what they feel? Conventions wrap us up, so that we go
through life leaving all the best things and the truest things unsaid.
Folks are ready enough to say nasty things when they are due, eh? Well,
this looks like fishing for more compliments, but really I am not.
Humourous expression of his views in regard to women preaching.
"I have arranged with the Rev. H. Smith for a deaconess and
she will try and come in time for our church meeting on the 17th instant.
We will get her into the work of visiting and attending the various
meetings. I hope she does not want to preach for I don't like women
preachers, although I would pretend I did, if it suited the people and the
deaconess. However, I have told Mr. Smith we are not getting her for the
pulpit, but for the work women can do far better than men, such as
visiting the 'Women's Own,' Sunday School, &c.
Winter and enforced absence from " Queen's Road."
I kept to
the house last week after Monday, and was in bed three days. Sunday we had
a share in the big snow-storm, and when I looked through the window, the
snow was quite a foot- deep or more around 'Greystones.' The view from our
windows was fine; the hills all round being white, they showed up
splendidly. I could not get the taxi people to come across the moor, and I
had to give up my intention of going to 'Queen's Road,' so that Sunday was
spoiled very much. I never think the week seems the same, if one is robbed
of church on Sunday.
"I got back to business on Monday—yesterday; and besides this, I had an
appointment with the Advisory Committee. Several of our men have to join
up on May 15th. The few we then shall have will
come up for review again on a later date, so we breathe again for a few
Appeal for help for prisoners of war.
the Editor of the 'Halifax Courier.'
"I have read your
appeals for comforts for our Halifax soldier boys, and, though I have
tried to do my bit fairly regularly, I feel there is great need for a
special effort just now.
"Having a son a prisoner of war, I am naturally
drawn to prisoner of war funds; but wherever our sons are they need
looking after and ought to be remembered from time to time. The sentiment
of Christmas-time is such, that an ordinary parcel becomes a gift from the
'Fairy Godmother.' The boys will find the sentiment all right if we
provide the parcel.
"One hundred and eighty men have gone from my firm.
I enclose a cheque for £60. This will cover the
cost of a Christmas parcel to each of them, and leave a balance over for a
few who have no one to watch over their interests. I have received the
following message on a postcard to-day, from one of the 'Duke of
Wellington's.' He is speaking on behalf. of a number of the Duke's
soldiers who were in my son's platoon :-
Mr. Mackintosh. Germany. Dear Sir,
Just a few lines to you,
which I hope you will answer. I and my comrades have been wondering, ever
since we were taken prisoners, how your son is getting on. Ever since that
morning of May 3rd, when we saw him lying helpless, we have wondered if he
got back all right, or if he was taken prisoner. I trust not the latter,
as he was such a good sort to us boys. If he had the good luck to get back
and is at home, just tell him that we were taken prisoners on that
morning, and that we are in a bad way now, and hope that he will not
forget us, but help us, as he has always done, now that we are all in want
and practically starving.
One of your Son's Platoon.'
is to help such cases as these that the 'Courier' and other funds were
established. As long as the war continues the help will be required. In
spite of all the difficulties at home, don't let us forget those lads, who
become almost childish in their joy on receiving a parcel from home. Just
fancy those lads who opened their parcels 'slowly,' as reported in the
'Halifax Courier,' on the 15th instant.
"I believe the three things that
keep the heart in the soldiers abroad are—first, the hope of peace;
second, letters from home; third, parcels. I trust that help will roll in
for your Christmas and other funds.
"I enclose £100 for your 'General Fund,' half
of which I should like devoting for parcels to prisoners of war.
Sympathetic letter to a former
representative of the firm in Germany.
"Dear 19th Nov.,
"I was glad to hear that you managed to get a visit from your wife
after two years' absence. How little we thought what was before us, when
I used to stay at your house at Crefeld. I suppose the old familiar town
is quite a camp for English prisoners at the present time.
"It will be
easy for us who are comfortable at home, to give
advice to you about having patience and all the rest of it, but I think
our time will be better spent in doing all we can to press those who have
the matter in hand, to complete arrangements for your liberation as
quickly as possible.
"You kindly refer to my health. I am sorry to say
that I am in these days almost an invalid, but 1 manage to put in some
hours at business every day, and do a considerable amount of work about
town, one way or another. If I followed my feelings I should many a day do
nothing, but I am thankful to say, that my will power can force even a
weak body to do a. considerable amount of work in a day's time. I am
always expecting to be better. You will remember that day I was with you
in a solicitor's office,—I forget the town where we
were, but suddenly I had a heart attack.
seems to have been the beginning of my trouble. Every now and again I have
a heart attack of that kind with varying severity, some very much milder
than the one I refer to, the others quite as bad. I have always to carry
tablets in my pocket to take when the attacks bother me. My doctor says
that I am getting better of them, and that as my heart is not diseased in
any way, I ought in time to get over them. In the meantime they set a
limitation on what I can do, and I have always to study before engaging to
undertake any work, whether it would induce a heart attack. Speaking of
the heart in this way will make you think I am at death's door. Nothing of
the kind I I a.m able to do a considerable amount of work, so long as I
take extreme care in the doing of it.
and charming letter from a busy man a model for correspondents.
"My dear Friends, Halifax.
"Telepathy must have been at work, for just at the
moment you thought, ' I must write to Mr. Mackintosh,' I was saying to
myself, 'I must write to Mr. Crutchley,' hence our letters crossed in the
"Well, I fear I must inflict my long
hand on you once again. I am here at 'Greystones,' Saturday evening, and
my typewriter is locked up at Albion Mills.
"I know quite well that people who will write
long-hand, even with a fountain pen, in such a scrawl as this ought to be
put under lock and key; for they are a danger to the society's health and
temper. But I have just read your letter of the
10th inst., and your letters act on me like a
red rag on a bull, and I feel I must 'butt in,' and toss something or
other, and help to stir up someone, I hope for their good.
"First, let me say how delighted we are my wife
sits in her rocking-chair whilst I write. She has read the letter) to hear
of your improved health. I will send two tins of toffee 'on Monday, one
for yourself and one for Doctor Moody, which please pass to him, with my
grateful thanks for all his goodness to you.
"I must plead guilty of
neglect in not writing you of late. I did not know, however, that it was
my 'turn.' If I do miss for too, long, remind me, and I must do the same
"I know what you do in the way of
cheering folks up with your letters. Listen to this :-
writes me from time to time, and real tip-top letters they are too, and he
tells me not to reply; and I know he writes to a lot of other fellows away
on service as well as me.' Extract from Harold's letter just to hand.
"Did you know I was a Justice of the Peace? You will have to be more
careful than ever now, won't you? I have been at the Court most days this
week, just an hour or so, mid-day. I am done now for a month ; the
magistrates share the work.
It is interesting work; I
am all for letting 'em off. The magistrates tell me I shall get
an eye-opener in time, as it is often mistaken kindness. We have
wife-beaters (I like to give them 'gyp '), boy burglars, very few drunks;
light restriction orders, short weight, profiteers, &c., &c.
"Douglas has got his artificial foot, or leg I should
say, for it is really that. He can get about fine with the help of a
stick, and as his leg gets stronger it is expected that he will -go even
better. You cannot tell which leg it is scarcely. He has applied for his
discharge, but of course they take time to consider these matters. We want
to get him back to the office now that he is able to go without crutches.
"My health,—I am better a lot than I was a year ago. I
occasionally have trouble with my heart and always have difficulty in
walking far. But when I take care I usually do very well, and get through
the day's work with enjoyment. Thanks for your kind enquiries.
"The Hun,—yes I feel like you, and to-day especially.
One of Douglas's school-chums, one who was with him in the trenches in the
early days of the war, went to a watery grave in the Dublin Holyhead boat,
put down by the 'U Boats.' His invalid mother lives near us, and when our
boys were out in France, she often used to have her bath-chair stopped at
our gate, whilst Mother went out to have a talk about the prospects of the
lads getting home safely.
"Well he came back
badly gassed, recovered partly, and was training men at camp, and had been
over to Ireland with a draught of men, and returning was drowned. He was
killed as much by the 'Sinn Feiners' in Ireland as by the Germans, for the
draught of soldiers was going to Ireland because Martial Law had been
proclaimed there. Harold writes this week, saying that 'Two hundred and
fifty soldiers have arrived in the little village where we have our base,
in consequence of Martial Law being enforced in this district.'
"But let us pass on to pleasanter things. We have got
them ' on the run' at last, and we shall see what we shall see within a
week or two. Do you know I have been fixing the end of October for peace,
for three months past. We are to have the beginning of it at any rate.
When that day comes! Well, as a mutual friend of ours says, 'It will be an
"We unveil a portrait of our old
friend J. Hancock, in the school, on Sunday afternoon. I receive it on
behalf of the Sunday School and the trustees. Shall be glad to see it on
the walls he was a faithful 'Queen's Road' worker. His children have given
"Doctor Burns from the Halifax Parish
Church is taking the chair and giving an address at Hanover shortly. I
think it is a Missionary Meeting. A step in the right direction.
"I was medically examined and turned down 'Grade IV'
July last. Mr. Henderson was a grade above me, but still outside the pale,
so he cannot crow over me. Do you know the latest? One boy meeting another
says, 'My grandfather has got his 'crawling up papers.'
"Speaking again of the Dublin boat, it is the route my
son goes by when leave comes round. Harold tells me that the first time he
went over, they saw a 'U Boat,' but managed to dodge it. So you can tell
that I have felt this to come home rather closely to us.
My wife is well. Eric is well, and getting bigger every day.
Illuminated address, and Christmas
"Dear 2nd Dec., 1919.
'You have stolen a march
upon me this time. I have lost my turn; I have been going to write you
ever since I opened your last letter, but somehow every minute has been
employed, except for a few now and again that I had when I could not drag
my body to the desk. I have been more than
usually busy. For instance I had only one evening free last week, and that
wasn't free. Is that Irish? I had to prepare a speech for 'Square' Sale of
Work the next day. I had also to get some figures together for a meeting
at our school, &c.
"They sprang a surprise upon me at 'Queen's
Road' the other evening. I went to a 'Church
meeting, with refreshments. A discussion took
place about finances, chant books, &c., but later
I found I had been 'led a lamb to the slaughter,'
for an Illuminated Address, bound in morocco
was presented to me. This was a memento of
the big effort I managed to pull off a few months
ago. I think you have had all particulars
I have now two Illuminated Addresses in
this form, one from my workpeople and one from
my associates in the church. What more could
a man want? I was deeply thankful and
only hope I may be worthy of all these expressions of
"Christmas is coming. You ought to
be at 'Greystones' on the 25th. No less than six bands usually come. Since
I have been president of King Cross Band my repute as a lover of brass
bands has gone apace. Even the Salvation Army comes,—not very tuneful at
the best, but when half frozen they are much worse. The worse they play
the bigger the subscription.
Letter to " Halifax
To the Editor of the 'Halifax Courier.' "Halifax,
Sir, 3rd December, 1919.
'Heathen writes in
last Saturday's Courier' upon a topic important to all interested in the
religious and social work of the town. I would like to say one or two
things that came to my mind as I read 'Heathen's' letter.
"First; why will so many people think that a crowd is
morally wrong because it 'walks' if it sat or stayed at home and went to
sleep it would be a very good crowd they think, but to actually walk about
and occasionally jump, shocks them very much.
"In thinking about these young people, many persons blame the Church and
Sunday school for not tackling the problem of entertaining them or
instructing them on Sunday evenings.
If, as I
surmise, 'Heathen ' has experience of Sunday school work, he will know
that what I a.m going to say is quite true. You cannot expect the workers
in the churches and Sunday schools of this town to undertake any more work
on Sundays. I know something about the activities of hundreds of these
workers in Halifax, and the same thing applies to most other towns. I will
sketch the programme of a Sunday school worker :-
"Breakfast, Sunday morning,-8-30.
"Off to Sunday school for 'Opening Service,' 9 o'clock
to 9-15. No trams running on Sunday mornings.
Meet scholars still arriving in large numbers in some Sunday schools.
"After the opening ceremony, retire to Class Rooms for
lessons, lasting from half an hour to forty minutes ; return to Assembly
Hall for concluding devotions. -
a.m. assemble in church near by, teachers and workers sitting with the
"After the ' Children's Address '
and 'Scholars' Hymn,' the children are usually allowed to retire, about 11
"Teachers and workers remain to the
church service ; return home to dinner 12 to 12-30 at 1-45 again off to
school. The boys and girls are present now in large numbers ; all in the
best of spirits of course, which means noise, unless it is directed by the
teacher into other interesting channels. School dismissed at from 3 to
3-30 p.m. ; home to tea or a short walk; back to church at 6 or 6-30 p.m.
At many churches there are still after-meetings of one kind or another at
"Remember that the churches are run
in the main by Sunday school workers. Does 'Heathen,' or any other
reasonable man, mean to say that these people are called upon to add to
their labours, and to extend the work of the Sabbath day even beyond the
hours mentioned above? I have no doubt, occasionally, help would be given
by Sunday school workers, but you cannot expect to put burdens on to the
willing horse until you break his back.
quite agree with 'Heathen' that some further attempt should be made to
offer the crowds of young folks an opportunity to meet together on Sunday
evenings, in some form of service, or even just socially. But the persons
to do this work are those hundreds of people (many of whom used to be
Sunday school workers) who have been resting for years.
In addition to this, there are scores of men and women
in Halifax who have all the brains required, who have business ability,
and who will sacrifice a great deal, if only you can touch the responsive
chord in their souls. Many of these persons do nothing but ' rest,' or
'entertain ' on the Sabbath day. Why should not they attend to the work
that 'Heathen' has suggested? I believe they would if the matter were
properly organised, and the suggestions were put before them in the right
"We must not forget that the Y.M.C.A. is
doing something df this kind of work in the permanent building at Clare
Hall. A fine service is conducted expressly for the young people referred
to, the room being crowded every Sunday evening. If other rooms could be
utilised in a similar way, or if the Y.M.C.A. itself could develop further
on the same lines by taking the Picture Houses or similar places, then a
need would be met.
A pathetic letter written in consequence of failing
I am dictating a letter of a type that has not often been
received from me during my lifetime. When I have consented to undertake a
duty I have usually gone on with it ; but in. this case after very careful
consideration, I feel quite justified in doing an unusual thing. I refer,
of course, to the presidency of the Sunday School Union.
"I have no
doubt you will remember, that, in my first letters answering your request,
I told you that my health did not warrant me taking on this office; but I
allowed myself to be persuaded against my better judgment, and I began to
enter into the spirit of the thing. I have, however, had indications of
late, that warn me to take the advice of my family and friends and retire
from this position. None, I think, will charge me with lack of sympathy
with Sunday school interests ; and no one will say that I do not work to
the last ounce of my energy. There are many things one must do even if one
expected to die to-morrow, and these things I shall always do without
complaining, but I know that I am not in a fit condition to pile on the
work any more. I must pay attention to my business, which is, as you know,
of considerable size, and added anxieties have come to everyone in
business through the restrictions and new obligations brought by the war.
"I have been more than usually out of sorts this last fortnight, and
as I have Mrs. Mackintosh very seriously ill, with the doctor
attending twice a day. I have taken the
opportunity of talking to him on this matter, and he
has told me that I am not in a fit condition to continue this work, and
that I must ease off considerably. I cannot explain to the man in the
Street just how I am but my family realise that 1 am not safe to be about
without someone by my side who understands me. It was entirely out of good
will to yourself and the movement, that I consented to accept the office.
But the fact that I am withdrawing from the next year's
presidency does not alter my love for the cause nor my desire to help it,
and you. I promised the committee £250, so that things could be done in a
worthy manner ; that is, if this could be arranged without looking too
much of a 'one man show.' If you could look upon me as a 'sleeping
partner,' I would always do what I could in finances, up to a reasonable
amount, and so assist the committee.
intend to become a cipher in the town now. I shall live as long as I can,
in spite of the fact that I am well insured ; but as a sound-headed
Yorkshire business man, you will understand my letter quite well, I am
sure, and will take the best steps to get me out of the tangle.
Good work that cannot be tabulated. Greystones,'
Dear - 22nd Jan., 1920.
"Many thanks for your kind letter of January 1st, 1920. Allow me to
reciprocate your good wishes for this year. My, how the time skips along!
It is the 22nd already.
"I can imagine the
cold crisp day you describe in your letter. We have only a few such days.
January has, with the exception of a few days, been mild as spring, and I
have a red rosebud out in the garden, but it cannot get sufficient
sunshine to burst out. My home overlooks 'The Moor'; you remember the old
moor, with the orphanage at the top I face the side, and overlook in the
distance, Norland; and beyond, Stainland on the hill side. It is lovely,
winter or summer.
I should think that churches
and schools are fine institutions in your country, as not only religious
homes but social clubs, &c.
"I was at a
meeting of the Y.M.C.A. last night at its new permanent home, and find it
is going strong,—some 850 members, and more joining all the time. A new
'Boys' Section' just opened, and splendid work is being done. Doctor Burn,
the Vicar of Halifax, sat in front of ne, and near by was the president of
the Halifax Free Church Council. The Right Hon. J. H. Whitley, M.P., the
chairmaii of the House of Commons, presided. [Now Speaker—Ed.]
One is puzzled with the questions that arise respecting
The Church's position 1n these days. On the whole, over here I am an
optimist. It is not true to say that the churches are empty in England,
and whoever says so is wrong. is it true to say 'the house is empty' when
you visit a friend and find the door locked, or you find only the old
grandmother in? My own church has two hundred and fifty members and more
adherents. We have four hundred scholars and about fifty teachers. There
is something taking place nearly every night in connection with one
department or another. I go to other schools a lot, and visit all kinds of
useful and philanthropic institutions, and I find many of theni are
staffed by old 'Queen's Road' scholars. Are we to overlook these services
in reckoning up, pros and cons? 1 think we must take very great credit for
all the men working in the various religious and social institutions of
our towns, who were trained to this kind of work in our Sunday schools.
"I don't think I could stand your so many degrees below
zero, but I have had sufficient experience of Canadian and American
weather conditions to know, that, you have many compensations, and some
most delightful days. Whenever we get a similar day, about once every
three months, in England, I am telling my wife and others—' This is real
Canadian weather.' However it is good to know that we all have
compensations. It is 22nd January and all round my garden the crocuses are
showing a green leaf quite an inch above the ground. This is because of
the mild January we have had. There has scarcely been any snow yet this
"You ask about our health. Glad to say
that I am fairly well,—not robust, but still, you know the old Halifax
saying, 'walking about to save funeral expenses,' if one may indulge in a
little humour about such things. Mrs. \Iackintosh, however, has had rather
a bad time recently, having been down with pneumonia for six weeks, but
she has every appearance of getting better quickly from now onwards.
"With kindest regards to yourself, your wife and
Yours very sincerely,
Last and unfinished letter, written the evening previous to his passing.
"Dear 26th Jan., 1920.
"There are money-lenders who lend
£100 and demand £150
back. If I am to become a money-lender in the Lord's service, I must have
I will lend Lioo on condition that your people repay £75
within two years or thereabouts; the £25 being a special inducement to get
the money repaid and off their mind.
"The only fear one has when dealing
with such loyal and good folk as yours, is, that they may hurt themselves
in trying too hard.
"If you think the offer worth passing on let me
know, and I will send the money.
"You certainly must have a heating
apparatus. Those cheeky little primroses you see in the garden are only
laughing at you, and saying., 'Don't bother; it will soon be warm weather.
They are cheeky as I have said, and yet we all love them.
"It only seems
the other day since you said (it was early in December) 'You should see
the autumn tints down here ; they are lovely.' And now the primroses are
coming. Well, Cornwall is a long way from Halifax. Still I have a fine
Large rose-bud on one tree in my garden. It got too far to go back and has
remained. It is looking very faded, but I don't nip it off because it
really did try to get out.
"We are having a glorious January. My Wife
has been in bed since December; her room faces south, and she says we have
had some sunshine almost every day this year. This helps on the winter,
does it not?
'Hurrah! ' Mrs. M.
was Up this afternoon, just for one hour; she was in the bedroom in her
favourite rocking - chair, wrapped in blankets, &c., &c.
"She is no
worse to-night, and she will get braver each day now, until we get her
downstairs. Seven weeks in bed for one who has not had one day in bed for
thirteen and a half years.
I am sorry you are feeling out of the running
just now. I am expecting you to keep up, for I have been saying to myself,
' If friend Crutchley can do, so can I."
the letter ends in the middle of a sentence. How like life as we see it I
A serial story left unfinished here to be continued from the point where
it was broken off I A Christian minister requested that his epitaph might
be this ;-"Here endeth the first lesson!" Other
lessons elsewhere the service continued in the higher sanctuary.
Needless to say the family joyfully carried out the father's wishes and
within twelve months the Porthleven fishermen
met their obligations and now find their sanctuary as comfortable in the
winter as in the pleasant Cornish summer.