I was so frightened, I didn't know if I was Miss Brown or who I was. So he started talking to me and before I left he said, "When you go to work, if you got nothing to do, take your pencil and write your own name. Make like you are busy. Not like Miss So-and-so, reading books all the time."

That's the advice he gave me.

Mr. H. A. Dawe was the manager. But now, the Advocate was there, and Sir William used to send down the editorials and I used to type them as best I could. I don't know if I had them right or not. I have a copy of his bad writing.

If Sir William came down with a written note, even the men in the office couldn't read it. They used to have to bring it in to me to try to figure it out.

When I was working there, I typed it all. I made out all the bills for the advertisements. I typed out all the electric bills.

My husband worked in the Trading Company's office. When we were married, Sir William had a place on Bonavista Road, called Paradise. I sent an invitation and I got a letter back. He could not come, but he sent a gift.

Sir William wrote, "I am pleased to find you dropped the idea of having Congress Hall for your wedding. I hand over my gift of twenty dollars and ask you to invest it in a memento of your old boss. May God's blessing go with you and Gus through your whole life. Sincerely yours, W. F. Coaker."

Now, there's not too many in Newfoundland who got a gift like that from him! He gave us the twenty dollars because we didn't have a big wedding in Congress Hall. He believed in saving.

We sent to Eatons and we had a big box of stuff come for Sir William's twenty dollars. We bought a clock, an iron frying pan, a flat iron and some other things.