Wednesday p.m. [Nov. 1944]


The book is selling fast and my royalties are going to be considerable, so you need not worry about finishing. I am not drawing a cent from the monthly salary cheque. This month I am making 80.00 from lecturing alone, and I want you never to skimp yourself one little bit. Have a whale of a good time and every comfort and convenience. That would make me and mother happy no end. Did you see the Maclean's issue? Both mother and Poss rolled off the Chesterfield and I had to pick them up and lug them back to their respective places. The College is laughing its head off. I had to correct a few little errors. For instance, the corset sales were in the shop and not off the premises as she said. And again I got no extra money for selling either the brown sugar or the corsets, not one hang cent. That was part of my work. People have been ringing the phone ever since asking me how the corset business was doing. It is a bit hazy now, so I have to draw on my imagination. If you see Mrs. Wallace, show her the account. I think she will split.

Much love,

Our love to Bee.

Maclean's issue
The 15 November 1944 issue of Maclean's contained an article by Thelma Lecoq, 'Ned Pratt: Poet' (pp. 17-8, 24-8).

corset sales
At fifteen, Pratt had gone to work at the dry-goods firm of W.A. Sclater (Sclater's Drapery). He loved recounting his adventures in retail. (See EJP: TY, pp. 53-6.)