Correspondence from Charles Stansfeld Jones to Aleister Crowley

 

     

 

 

Post Office Box 70

Vancouver. B.C.

 

 

June 18th 1917 E.V.

 

 

Beloved Father,

 

Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law.

 

     I am really feeling cheerful and this evening, in spite of two or three shrewd blows of recent date. If you are experiencing a similar current to that which has been cleaning up round here of late, I can pretty well understand why you don't write.

     

I would seem, however, that this and the worst phase is pretty well over, for (1) Letters from you, my chief source of pleasure, have been denied me. (2) Our chance of being together, seems knocked on the head for the time being. (3) Re the small amount of money I did this  was certain, they have gone back on me at the last moment. (4) This morning I saw the report of how Soror M.D.'s [Mary Davies] case had gone and (5) by the same mail learned that Duggan (my mother's solicitor—who has recently died) had in some way appropriated trust moneys to an extent which will leave my mother in a bad way financially and incidentally removes the one chance of a small inheritance previously mentioned to you. I feel pretty well left to my own resources, a sort of case of Kipling's "If" except, Allah be praised—for the worn out tools.

     

I think we might try and get up another public Rite of some sort, so as to create fresh interest all round. We cannot expect to do much with the Lodge work here, for the moment. Things are pretty bad in that direction it seems. I wish you would answer my questions re your G.C. Mass. I also need more knowledge of the elements of Magick in a practical way. Book 4 Part III [Magick in Theory and Practice] would no doubt have supplied this, can you suggest any other sources.

     

I had a letter from O. Johanson, the other day. He is now in Seattle and will probably call on me at Vancouver. He expects a letter from you I understand.

     

There's not much news, except that the Street Car men are on strike, and we have to walk most of the time, which though healthy, no doubt, limits one to some extent in the evenings etc.

     

I shall really hope to get a line from you soon, telling me how things are with you.

 

Love is the law, love under will.

 

Your devoted son,

 

 

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