47 Glencairn Ave
Sunday a.m. [8 Nov. 1953]
The bazaar is over at last. I was the only man in the house with about one hundred women and wasn't I glad when Cal came in to open the function! You should have seen the multitude of dolls. Ina sent over a half dozen, then another half-dozen, then twenty-four more making 36 all told. I had to turn my back to get away from the fixity of glare. Every eye (72 of them) was on me.
Cal opened the show with a few felicitous remarks saying that down in Newfoundland they sold everything but their souls and the reason why they didn't sell them was that they were all assigned to heaven beforehand. After it was over I pulled him away and went down to see Clare Hincks and there and then I sold him a doll for $3.65 which made one less. Ina took back about two dozen of them to be marketed at the next bazaar. What an afternoon. Still they made $400.00 for Talents, which was most gratifying. Marjorie Keyes is going to buy something or other later, having decided to do so when she saw the distressful look on my face during the description of the little beauties.
Today it is quiet and necessarily so for the period from 2 to 6 p.m. was an ordeal. Pash and Marion dressed up like Santa Claus. Pash had a black moustache about a yard wide which swept things off the table, and I was kept busy picking the darned things up.
Mrs Malcolm Wallace and Bea came along and bought a cake so soft that it nearly broke before they managed to get in the car.
No more bazaars for a long time.