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Colonel William Wood 59 Grande Allée Quebec Canada

3 August 1936

The Private Secretary of His Excellency the Governor-General, the Citadel Quebec

Dear Sir:

On receipt of a recent letter from you, in which His Excellency kindly expressed his acceptance of this book, I wrote to the donor, whose own reply is enclosed herewith.

I remain, dear Sir, Yours faithfully LCol William Wood

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357, Whitney Avenue,

Anna Chapin Ray New Haven Connecticut

First August, 1936

Dear Colonel Wood,-

Thank you enormously for doing my errand. I was sorry to ask it of you; but I was sure you would do it with just the proper degree of casualness.

Now that the aroma - musk - of Franklin Delano's presence has evaporated from Quebec, the book is starting, and to your address. As a mere Yankee out of Devon out of Brittany, I don't just know the exact path to the steps of the throne. Together, the Custom House, the Post Office and I evolved the strange jumble of markings to keep out the customs inspectors.

I wonder what you, who knew Mr. Taft and, probably, Mr. Hoover, both gentlefolk, and wise, and honour - gained n realization of the progressive disintegrating of all our national decencies. The best excuse we are making is to admit quite frankly that the man, his wife, and children are definitely degenerate, mentally and morally . The corruption of this government is untellable. But we hope a good deal from the simpler Kansan.

Lord Tweedsmuir's Scotland was a delight. When Sandy Foulis, child of Ottawa Bildad, went to the Paris cemetery, I went across to buy a native-born Scottie and, for the four months it took to get him old enough for the trip back to Paris, we lived int he charming Royal George on the banks of the Tay: Tay Bridge under one window and the North Inch outside the other, with the autumn-coloured Grampians beyond. Never was a long foreigner given a better time. I even got a Bairn's Token!

And, living at Saint Malo, we were given the freedom of the library, with access to the Jacques Cartier Manuscripts. Caenmohr Fergus Steele is an erudite canine. Wolfe ^Not James; but a dog of the name of Wolfe^, by this time, should be chasing bunnies in the Happy Hunting Ground. I greet his successor - for there is sure to be one.

With great thanks and all good wishes for you and for my beloved Canada,

Sincerely

Anne Chapin Ray

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