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GOVERNMENT HOUSE, OTTAWA
11th January, 1936.
John Edgar, Esq., St. Ann' s Nursing Home, Virginia Water, Berks., England.
My dear John,
I wonder what kind of Christmas and New Year you have had'? I was very glad to get your Christmas card, and also my sister sent me a letter from you, which seemed to be in better spirits. But this must have been a hard time for you. I have just had a letter from Alexander Fraser who, as he grows older, feels the sub- zero cold more intensely. But he seems to be a little more happy about prospects this winter.
Noel Skelton's death has greatly saddened Susie and myself, for he was a very intimate friend. When I saw him last July I did not think he could recover. It is a great tragedy, for he was only just beginning to get into his stride.
My eldest boy, John, has had dysentery so frequently lately that they are sending him home to be cured in London. He ought to be back there about the middle of February. I am rather relieved, for we were worried by getting constant news of his relapses. I hope they may extend his leave so that he can come out here to convalesce for a bit.
My mother and sister -seem to be pretty well this winter, and write very cheerfully.
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GOVERNMENT HOUSE, OTTAWA
We have had a quiet Christmas and New Year, except for my New Year levee. We have had Alice and Brian here for Christmas and I am taking them up to the Northern Ontario gold mines next week to show them a bit of wild Canada. It may be very cold there, but here it is absurdly mild - the mildest winter for many years. Once before Christmas we had the temperature down to twelve below zero, but lately it has been just about freezing point. At the end of January I have to open Parliament and hold my Drawing- room. But after that, apart from speaking engagements, I have a quiet time until spring, when we go on tour.
I am always thinking about you and wondering about your health. I do hope you are less restless and beginning to get a grip on your nerves.
Bless you, my dear old friend . Yours ever, John
