I am sorry that I cannot write a piece again this Monday. You see, my eldest sister Marie died in Vancouver, Canada, and I am here taking part in her funeral rites. I hope you understand that I must concentrate on this loss of a dearly beloved sister and that I try to do all I can to assist her daughter and grandson here. I promise to resume my writing on my return home.
Thank you and God bless.
— Margarette May Macaulay