
for the Insane London. Ontario London, Ont., 18 Jan 1889
All quiet here; the ground is frozen again and of course the roads are more difficult
to travel than the path to heaven, all lumps and ruts. I am reading George
Eliot's Romola over
again—have not read it for many years—do not find it as much of a book
as I used to fancy it—a lot of padding in it. We have had a new deal in our
Ontario govt (just heard of it an hour
ago)—Pardee's resignation has apparently been
accepted for A.S. Hardy (who was Provincial
Secretary—and in whose department runs the asylum) is made Commissioner of Crown Lands and a
new man (Gibson of Hamliton) is made Provincial Secretary. We (i.e. the asylum officials) shall not be sorry for the
change tho' I cannot say that I care particularly—Mr Hardy always used me
well. Still on the whole the change will probably be a good one for the asylum
service. Patients dance going on upstairs in the amusement room—I must go
up.