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Correspondence from Charles Stansfeld Jones to Aleister Crowley
P.O. Box 70 Vancouver. B.C.
Sep 7 1916 E.V.
Father,
Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.
Yours to hand, enclosing C.P.J.'s[1] and Checkie's letters. Many thanks. I note what you say in regard to the latter letter. Re. N.[ew] Z.[ealand] I really had no intention of pilfering the Crown Jewels, but having a hazy recollection of a letter which read 'your authority extends as far as your arm; stretch out your arm' the "Great White Spirit stretched Himself and yawned" that's all.
I am writing again to C.P.J. in the way you suggest. If you have a spare V° Pledge form, please let me have some.
We shall try and have other meetings etc as soon as possible so as to keep things going.
"Desert Islands" was only intended as a joke, I quite realize that it was not the best possible way to introduce Sacred matters, I also find, from experience, that it's a mighty difficult thing to get the crowd in anything like shape for these things. Damned difficult.
I know you do not encourage your son to joke too much on really serious matters, but really; talk about "in it is the word secret" do please take a peep at the watermark on Checkie's paper. I think he must use it to remind him of Miss Eggenberger. I hope is [sic] isn't making the mistake of confounding the watermarks.
With filial greetings,
Love is the Law, Love under Will.
Fraternally in the Bonds of the Order,
1—[Claude P. Jones, Charles Stansfeld Jones' brother.]
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