Sunday December 3, 1916
c/o Studio Building, 25 Severn Toronto
Dear Winnie,
I meant to write you sooner but things got in the way and I couldn’t write until now. I made it down from Huntsville okay. The train ride was good, there weren’t many other passengers going into the city and I had the car mostly to myself. It was a sight when I arrived at Union Station.
The Shack was in a mess. I hadn’t cleaned up in the spring when I left, so it took a bit to get things back in order. The folks in the Studio Building used the Shack for storage so I had to clear out the junk and bring it to the dump by the tracks in North Rosedale.
Dr MacCallum has visited me a couple times. You know him, he has a cottage on Go Home Bay. I’m spending the winter here painting canvases and will be back up in early spring. Things are pretty rotten here with the Temperance and Recruiting so I avoid the streets when they are busy. They have the good sense to leave you alone in the library but they’ve been stopping theatre shows in the middle to hand out feathers.
When I go up, I’ll stop by for a day or two. Remember me to your folks.
Yours truly,
Tom
Tom Thomson's Last Spring 
Sure does not show much emotion for someone who supposedly was in love.
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