Finding an auto camp somewhere along the lake front marked the journey's end. That we had made it at all was remarkable, as indicated by the policeman, and the comparatively short period of three weeks' travelling made it even more so.
A congenial campsite found the day after our arrival was situated in private grounds by the lakeside in Mimico and for a very nominal weekly fee. This was to be our headquarters for the remainder of our stay in Toronto.
In the meantime, immediate steps had to be taken to bolster our finances, which by now had again become almost entirely depleted. Somebody told me that the T. Eaton Company had an art gallery in their store on College Street and having just twelve sketches left, I went there and offered them the lot for the reduced sum of fifty dollars. They gave me a cheque and we were once more solvent for a little while.
My next call was on Jim Frise at the Star newspaper building, where he had his studio. I had long admired his humorous drawings.