Dan MacRae & Archie Munn I think that the MacRaes were among the early settlers in Little Sands . Roderick farmed there when I went to school. My father was a good friend to him and he often visited our home. His father, I think his name was Fred, hanged himself in one of the barns and there was always a ghostly feeling around there. Roderick and the manager of the Little Sands Cemetery had a great fight to have Roderick's father buried inside the fence. It was the custom at that time that anyone who died by suicide could not be buried inside the cemetery. There was a good farm in those days, with big fields towards the shore as well as above the road. I cannot remember what kind of a farmer he was. He was a bach¬ elor. Flora Howe lived with him. She was quite old at the time. I recall Roderick visiting our home and he had a small flask of whiskey and treated my father. I was given a spoonful, and I remember the good taste, and of licking the spoon. It was a good thing my mother did not know my longing for more. I remembered it years later when I visited a patient who had a glassful of whiskey on a chair beside her bed. The smell of it made me so sick I had to get out of the car on the way home. Did I, as a boy of 8, decide that alcohol could be avoided? Roderick decided to go the way of his father. He drowned himself in a small dam quite close to the ceme- 53