642 Bathurst St., Toronto
Feb. 26, 1915

My dear Aunt Lily,

I suppose you think I am terrible for not writing to you long ago. I have simply neglected it. I have been rather busy.

We expect Grandma to be with us once again. It will be awfully nice to have her and still it will be kind of hard on mother as Grandma is getting pretty feeble from accounts. Cousin Norma Malcolmson is coming with her. We expect them next Wednesday. I nearly had a chance to go on a trip to Saulte Ste Marie. Kathleen Guidel, my girl friend, went up to visit her aunt and had there been room her father was going to get me a pass and I would have gone along too. It may be just as well because her Grandma is a great care and with a stranger it would have been hard on her.

Gordon has been laid up for the past two or three weeks with jaundice. The poor kid is certainly having bad luck. His exams start a month earlier this year so as to allow the University Corps to get in training. Things are beginning to look pretty serious now over in Europe don't you think? I don't read very much because it is too dreadful. Gord is thinking he might go if there is still no signs of peace after school is over. I suppose if he thinks it his duty we shall not be able to say much to him for going. Enough said on that line.

I am still staying at home helping to do house work. I have done quite a bit of skating this winter and am only sorry we won't get much more. Things are getting shocking when the youngest in the family goes to the rinks, shows and concerts with the same boy. Such is my case. I have been out quite often lately with a boy by the name of Aubrey Mann. He is an awfully nice, manly boy. Wait till your Jean starts that, eh?

Well, my dear, I must hurry and get this mailed. Give my love to Uncle John and Jean, not without keeping some for yourself.

Every your loving

Jean