During the week we have had a very bad storm, which does not seem even yet to have quite blown itself out. Thursday night’s “Sheila” lay outside the lighthouse all night and only got in to the wharf at breakfast-time … The waves tore up a bit of the roadway opposite the Caledonian Hotel and seaweed is significantly strewed over the front every here and there. Our heating chamber at the Springfield Building has been flooded… Stornoway 10th Nov. 1918

Mr Gibson tells of declining an appointment as a Justice of the Peace, and of a sudden and sad young death from influenza; there is still no word of Jean’s Canadian cousin George, and Barrie the cat is avoiding a storm by sleeping on the hearthrug. The next in our series of letters from the W.J. Gibson collection held by Museum nan Eilean. Please get in touch if you have any comments: archives@cne-siar.gov.uk



Jean dear,

During the week we have had a very bad storm, which does not seem even yet to have quite blown itself out. Thursday night’s “Sheila” lay outside the lighthouse all night and only got in to the wharf at breakfast-time. Two trawlers in the harbour went ashore but were got off again. The waves tore up a bit of the roadway opposite the Caledonian Hotel and seaweed is significantly strewed over the front every here and there. Our heating chamber at the Springfield Building has been flooded.

We are glad to know that Maud is having life a little easier now. I think it was time. Remember us to her.

I had a p.c. from Mr. Taylor congratulating me on my “J.P.” He doesn’t know yet that I declined the honour.

We had a letter from Mrs. J.P. Anderson. He has been very ill – two operations – the lymphatics on one side. She expects it will be quite a while before he is well again.

There is no more word from George yet. We don’t know what has come of him.

Mr. Kenneth Maclennan has had a very sudden and sad death in his family – the youngest daughter. She was only two days ill – said to be influenza and pneumonia.

Barrie is as usual asleep on the hearthrug. Roddie Fraser was up having tea with us, but left in time to go to church. Poor laddie, it seems a pity to see him with his crutches, but he talks quite cheerfully.

Our best love,

Papa.

Ref: 1992.50.64iii/L10

Transcribed by Hazel Tocock, Museum Visitor Assistant



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