“We have a good house now. We would like you to stay with us when you come. My third stepfather gave me the house when he was dead. He was a good man.” I wrote back, “I would like to stay with you in your house.” Louisa met me…
Author: Emily Carr
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It was unbelievably hot. We three women came out of the store each eating a juicy pear. There was ten cents’ express on every pound of freight that came up the Cariboo road. Fruit weighs heavy. Everything came in by mule-train. The first bite into those Bartletts was intoxicating.
