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P.O. Box 2274 North Vancouver, B.C.
July 14, 1913.

My dear Miss Fletcher

I have not forgotten that I promised to let you know of my arrival in these far distant parts of the American Continent, & now write to say that I duly met my friend Miss Pease at Montreal and we had a very comfortable journey across, stopping two nights at Lake Louise in the Rockies — a most beautiful spot. I have now been here a month, besides a week at Victoria on "The Island." It is a strange pioneer life — a mixture of primitiveness and up-to-date civilization. I find it very interesting but much that I hear of public corruption &c. is very depressing. One hopes it is only a case of national "wild oats" but I don't know how this may prove to be. Home life has to be very simple, for no help can be had except by the rich, & then mostly in the form of Chinamen. My niece has a woman once a week for half a day who does some of the cleaning & a little of the washing. The latter she also gets partly done at laundries, but she does all the baby's things & some others herself & of course all the rest of the housework. In this I try to help her, & have now dropped from the high estate of an international personage to that of a nurse-housemaid. Happily like St. Paul I know both how to be abased & how