{"id":5785,"date":"2024-01-31T23:51:15","date_gmt":"2024-02-01T04:51:15","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/lucymaudmontgomery.ca\/?p=5785"},"modified":"2024-02-01T00:59:56","modified_gmt":"2024-02-01T05:59:56","slug":"lucy-maud-montgomery-150","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lucymaudmontgomery.ca\/?p=5785","title":{"rendered":"Lucy Maud Montgomery 150"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Cosmos to celebrate \u2018Anne\u2019 author\u2019s birth with regular<\/h4>\n

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The council of the Township of Uxbridge declared on Monday afternoon that 2024 is officially \u201cLucy Maud Montgomery 150.\u201d Already it\u2019s being touted as \u201cthe Year of Maud,\u201d in recognition of the 150th birthday of one of Canada\u2019s most beloved authors. Montgomery\u2019s home in Leaskdale, where she lived for 15 years, is a National Historic Site.<\/p>\n

The Cosmos<\/em> will, in its own tribute, each week (space permitting) from now until Montgomery\u2019s birthday on Nov. 30, offer readers a short excerpt from Montgomery\u2019s own journals, written during her Leaskdale years. The journals, edited by Mary Rubio and Elizabeth Waterston of the University of Guelph, are published by Oxford University Press.<\/p>\n

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The Honourable Elizabeth Dowdeswell, former lieutenant governor for Ontario, unveils a life-sized statue of Lucy Maud Montgomery at the Historic Leaskdale Church in June, 2015.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n

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Lucy Maud Montgomery used the Uxbridge train station many times in later years on business trips to Toronto. But it was in September of 1911 that Montgomery and her new husband, Presbyterian minister Ewan Macdonald, disembarked here after a two-month honeymoon in England and Scotland. Here\u2019s what she wrote in her journal about her first experience of Uxbridge:<\/p>\n

\u201cWe got into New York on Friday morning in such a driving downpour of rain that we could not see anything. We travelled all night, getting to Toronto in the morning. At five we took the train for Uxbridge, our home station, and reached it at dark. Two or three of Mr. Macdonald’s friends met us, and it was nice to be welcomed. But I was dreadfully tired; it was a damp, murky autumn night, and when we started on our muddy seven-mile drive I felt discouraged, heartsick and homesick. The next time I went over that road it was glorious with October sunshine and crimson maples, with snug, prosperous farmsteads along it, and I thought it was a very pretty road indeed.\u201d<\/p>\n

Also watch for interesting facts about the author and her life in a series that highlights the current fundraising effort initiated by the Lucy Maud Montgomery Society of Ontario.<\/em><\/p>\n