|Jecoliah Endicott, c 1888|
I would have been here earlier to tell you of the whole affair but Liah has kept dashing off at the sight of anything red in the hopes of catching the handsome North West Mounted Police officer, Corporal Patrice Bisset. Of course she'll tell you she's only interested in enquiring about his young son, but I know better from the gleam in her eyes.
Well, I'm off to check on the party once more. If you are interested in writing historicals, this is your chance to talk to the editor who is looking for new authors.
Perhaps I'll see you there. :)