Canoe Lake Stn: Station Master, Edwin Thomas is having a busy day. Not just the trains but sending telegrams too.

Algonquin Park HQ: George Bartlett awaits further news from Mark Robinson. But has more pressing business to attend to.

Owen Sound: Shannon's telegram is received and transcribed to paper. It will be delivered shortly.

I find power in my sketches - small but meaningful.

Hugh Trainor Canoe sends telegram to @WinnieTrainor: "Tom found this morning. Funeral tomorrow."

Hugh Trainor, at the urging of his wife goes to Canoe Lake Station to send a telegram to @WinnieTrainer.

Shannon Fraser @mowatlodge thinks about the telegrams he sent. For a saving a nickel a word, he now regrets not adding the word "dead".

Canoe Lake: Hugh Trainor's wife convinces him to send a telegram to @WinnieTrainor. If they didn't she would never forgive them.

North Bay: Dr. A.E. Ranney receives telegram from Bartlett. Doubts he can catch the 2:10pm. Will go tomorrow.

With my Grip friends, we would make frequent fishing trips to Lake Scugog.

1917 summertime: Milkweed in full bloom, raspberries ripe for the picking, Queen Anne's Lace everywhere to be seen.

I often produced something that I never intended.

A body is recovered. A mystery becomes a tragedy, but soon it becomes a travesty.

Ralph Bice remarks to himself, "The Park has its own way of serving justice to aberrants. Thomson is no exception"

Ralph Bice hears the news at the Highland Inn, "That's one less drunken artist and countless heartbroken women"

Roy Dixon receives telegram from Mark Robinson. Contacts Flavelle, furniture and casket dealer in Kearney. Will arrive on evening train.

Word travels fast. The guests at the Highland Inn know what's happened at Canoe Lake. Someone's been nosing in on the bush telephone.

Telegram delivered to Dr. MaCallum at 13 Bloor St.

Toronto: Shannon Fraser's telegrams aere received at the head office of Great North Western Telegraphy Company In the queue.

The day is not turning out as everyone had hoped.