We had also begun to get friends in New York. Dr. Charles Parkhurst,
famous especially for his plucky exposure of the former rottenness of
the police force of that city, had asked me to give an illustrated
lecture at his mission in the Bowery. After my talk a gentleman
present, to my blank astonishment, gave me a cheque for five hundred
dollars. It was the beginning of a lifelong friendship with one who
has, for all the succeeding years, given far more than money, namely,
the constant inspiration of his own attitude to life and his wise
counsel--to say nothing of the value of the endorsation of his name.
His eldest son, one of the ablest of the rising New York architects,
became chairman of the Grenfell Association of America, and gave us
both of his time and talent--he being responsible, as voluntary
architect, for many of our present buildings, including the Institute
at St. John's, Newfoundland.
This spread of interest in the United States greatly increased our
correspondence, with an odd result. Americans apparently all believed
that this Colony was part of Canada, and that the postage was two
cents as to the Dominion. This mistake left us six cents to pay on
every letter, and sixteen on any which were overweight. On one
occasion the postmaster offered me so many taxable letters that I
decided to accept only one, and let the others go back. That one
contained a cheque for a hundred dollars for the Mission. I naturally
took the rest, and found every one of them to be bills, gossip, or
from autograph-hunters.
On inquiry, our Postmaster-General informed me that it was not
possible to arrange a two-cent postal rate with America. It had been
tried and abandoned, because Canada wanted a share for carrying the
letters through her territory. He told me, however, that he would
agree gladly if the United States offered it. On my visit to
Washington I had the honour of dining with Lord Bryce, our Ambassador
there and an old friend of my father's, and I mentioned the matter to
him. He could not, however, commend my efforts to the Government, as I
had no credentials as a special delegate. There was nothing to do but
take my place in the queue of importunates waiting to interview the
Postmaster-General. When at length I had been moved to the top of the
bench, I was called in, and very soon explained my mission. I received
a most cordial hearing, but merely the information that a note would
be made of my request and filed.
It suddenly flashed upon me that Americans had equal fishing rights with
ourselves on the Labrador coast, and that quite a number visited there
every year. Possibly the grant of a two-cent postage would be a welcome
little "sop" to them. Mr. Meyer, who was the Postmaster-General at the
time, said that it made all the difference if the reduced rate would in
any way encourage the American mercantile marine. He bade me draw a
careful list of reasons in favour of my proposal, and promised to give
it careful attention.
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