
I write this in doctor's office—at desk near window—sun shining in & all bright & cheerful.
The mail came in a short time ago, with welcome good letters from home—from Dr. J. & Greenhalgh—also a letter from Traubel
And now Dr. hands me a postal from you
(which he had thought was addressed to him)
Thank you with all my heart.—I confess that I have felt a little melancholy this
morning at the prospect of leaving here, but the affectionate kind letters I have received,
& your kind postal hearten me up wonderfully.
It fills me with constant thankfulness & wonder that I am blessed with such good friends.—
I have had a very fortunate & happy time here in many ways. And I shall remember it. & think of it over & over again while I live.

I wish I could tell you more than I have done of such things as would interest you—the condition of the people here,—the political position & prospects—&c &c. But my opportunities for observation & enquiry have been too narrow for any remarks of mine to be worth sending.
My own general impressions of the country itself I have already indicated.
Perhaps I may meet with facts of some interest to you later on. If so I will send them.
Dr very busy preparing for his trip to Montreal, & is
likely to be still more busy on his return.
Let us hope, then, that he will have a good time while he is away.
I hope to write again the day after tomorrow (Wednesday) from Fenelon Falls. I probably shall not have an opportunity of writing tomorrow.
Affectionate regards to Mrs Davis & Warry. Dr bids me send his love to you with mine.
Yours affectionately J.W. Wallace
