As I Remember Them

bouring men decided to round him up and return him to the hospital. He waded to a rock in the shore, and when they tried to get him he had a hatchet and a knife, and threatened anyone who would try to get him. He finally agreed that if they would not send him back to Falcon- wood, he would come off the rock. And he went home. The next day my father was fencing back in the woods and Dan sneaked up behind him, which gave him rather a scare. Dan invited my father to go back in the woods with him to get wild goosebern'es. My father said that Dan was just trying him, as Dan would walk behind him. Dan left for the West soon after.

Many years after, my father was waiting his turn to read the Island paper in the library in Vancouver, and who should be reading it but Dan MacRae. He was very happy to meet my father, but asked him not to tell any— one that he had seen him. Nothing was ever heard of him later.

This pretty well covers the history of the MacRae fam- ily. The farm was bought by Archie Munn, a cousin of my father, who was married to Jean Woolner. They had two girls, Sarah and Ellen. Jean went back to teaching later on.

I was trying to make my Grade X. Jean Munn knew no Latin, French, Algebra or Geometry. My mother died in December that year, but she had arranged that I would go to Lyndale School for the last six months of the year. I just squeaked through my Grade X, and went to Prince of Wales College. I think I was the first one to go to Prince of Wales from Little Sands for many years. Little Sands always had poorly trained teachers, mostly third class teachers. My grand uncle had to walk to Culloden School, years before I was born, before he was able to become a teacher.

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