My dear Newton,
I intended writing two or three days ago but postponed it thinking I should have a chance to finish your manuscript and thereby include my judgment upon it within my general letter. But as I have been so rushed since my return I shall have to forgo now the pleasure which I know awaits me a little later on.
I want first of all to express my deepest appreciation, — which rises into affection, for your wonderful hospitality during the three days of my stay in Ottawa. It was marvellous, and nothing less. Dear Kate and Maxine might very well pose as models of grace and charm. How they entertained on Monday evening! They simply floated through the rooms. And Mackenzie King! Here on my desk this morning are two letters from him. What a personality! Your invitation of the ex-prime minister to dine was a great honour to me.
I have been sounding the praises of the MacTavish household ever since my return: in the University and without. Wait till you come to the city here in February. Have no breakfast or lunch on the day of the 'Stag.'
Thanks for the 'nightie.' My wife roared when it came. I didn't tell her that I left it behind and when she opened the parcel and saw its contents the house rocked with mirth.
My trip to Perth was successful. I spoke twice there, once at the Commencement and the next morning at the Collegiate. I returned to Toronto Thursday evening, arriving just in time to get to the theatre before the rise of the curtain. My trip did me good. It will stand out as one of the great journeys of my Canadian life and so much of it was due to 'Sweet Kate,' Maxine & your beloved Self. Hughie Eayrs and I had a stag chat with each other yesterday with you as the inspiring subject. He loves you.
With the best of joy peace love and prosperity to the three of you.
Ned Pratt
