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Am saddened to learn that Elizabeth Hulse passed away this past December.  She welcomed me to the Fisher Rare Book Room at the University of Toronto when I did my library school practicum there -- and she impressed me with her generosity of spirit,  academic knowledge and gentle humor.  The three weeks I spent under her guidance were some of the best of my career.  May she rest in peace.

My Aunt Betsy is foremost among my memories of my family’s relatives during childhood. I owe to her my love of books and reading - my favourite thing to do during family visits was to pore through her collection of books. She not infrequently (and generously) allowed me the loan of a book from her library - impressive that she entrusted an 11-year old with a book - but that is the kind of book lover she was - keen above all to share.

I can’t talk about my aunt and my connection with her through books without feeling a pang of guilt, however. In 1971 she lent me her full set of the Lord of the Rings - the 1965 paperbacks with the classic Barbara Remington (I had to look that up) cover art. I read those books cover to cover until they disintegrated - but I don’t think I ever apologized to her for destroying her books - so, sorry, Aunt Betsy.

I’m really sorry not to be in Toronto for her celebration of life - Mum, Julie, Remy, Alice, and everyone - wish I could be there in person. But next time I see you let’s share some of our memories of Betsy.

 I have very fond memories of Betsy, as she visited our large Hayhoe home (8 children) every Sunday and became a vital part of our family. Her warm and gentle spirit, twinkling eyes, ready smile and enjoyment of children made her endearing to me  as a child. She was an eager listener and enjoyed playing with the little ones.

On Sunday afternoons Betsy would escape with me into the back garden, where we would sit on a grassy slope under towering Oak trees, while she spun amazing tales  of adventure and fantasy. Long before there was Harry Potter, Betsy was my JJ Rowling. She took me into the imaginary world of make believe, where fantastic things happen and anything  is possible. 

We all enjoyed Betsy’s keen intellect and creative mind, however I knew how privileged I was to spend time alone with her, as she took me on journeys to fascinating places. 

My sincere condolences on her passing.

Alice Hayhoe

Words from Elizabeth's good friend, Margaret Mackay.

Elizabeth Hulse and I both studied as undergraduates at University College in the University of Toronto,

and were taught by some of the same lecturers, but we were not there during the same years and we did

not meet until the 1980s.

I left Canada in 1967 for further study and research at the University of Edinburgh and was to remain in

Scotland throughout the years that followed. A friend, who had left the USA in much the same way, was

the person who brought us together. Historian and author Dr Marinell Ash embarked on a biography of

a remarkable Scotsman, Daniel Wilson (1816 - 1892), in the early 1980s. His life had taken him in the

opposite direction, from Edinburgh to Canada, and to a post teaching literature and history at University

College, in 1853. I was naturally interested in what she was doing (a grand-uncle of mine had been taught

by Wilson) and we discussed her project a good deal. She spent time in Toronto and met Elizabeth in the

course of her research, for which she gave Marinell enthusiastic support and assistance. I soon became

acquainted with Elizabeth too, but from afar.

Marinell had drafted three chapters of her proposed book when she became seriously ill with cancer,

and she passed away in 1988. Another mutual friend, the late Dr James Macaulay, and I were appointed

her literary executors by her lawyer Jane Ryder. Together we approached Elizabeth for guidance, which

she gave at once, and she became the editor of what was to be a multi-authored volume published in

1999 by the University of Toronto Press. She helped us gather a team of contributing scholars who were

specialists in aspects of this Victorian polymath's activities as an antiquarian, educator, administrator,

artist, and pioneer in ethnology and archaeology. He is credited with introducing the term "prehistory"

to the English-speaking world. He was ambidextrous, and his multifarious achievements prompted the

title of the book, THINKING WITH BOTH HANDS: SIR DANIEL WILSON IN THE OLD WORLD AND THE NEW.

Elizabeth herself wrote a chapter as well as editing all its contents and seeing it through the press.

The experience of working with Elizabeth on this project enabled me to appreciate her gifts and skills

as an editor, and it deepened our friendship greatly. She came to Edinburgh for several periods to be

a resident scholar in the School of Scottish Studies and in the Institute for Advanced Studies in the

Humanities at the University of Edinburgh as the book progressed. Her aim in all she did was to

illuminate the past through writing, her own and that of others, that was clear and correct, the

product of meticulous research and attention to detail. One of her own teachers, mentors and

friends was Dr Francess Georgina Halpenny (1919 - 2017), for many years General Editor of the

DICTIONARY OF CANADIAN BIOGRAPHY, among the institutions for which Elizabeth also worked,

Dean of the Faculty of Library Science at the University of Toronto, and Director of U of T Press.

The high standards which she set, as well as her encouragement and support for those to whom

she gave editorial attention, were emulated by Elizabeth throughout her career.

ELizabeth had a great capacity for loyal and lasting friendship. She and I valued the times - all

too infrequent - when we could spend time together in Canada or in Scotland, and in between

we kept in touch by post, telephone and emails. Gifts of knitting and items decorated with her

cross-stitch, both of which she took pleasure in producing, were tokens of her wider interest in

handwork, textiles and fabrics. And newspaper articles and often books which she knew would

delight an exiled Canadian and her architect husband, would arrive as well. In fact, the gifts she

gave to people throughout the world through the work she edited and the subjects she helped

to illuminate, can never be tallied. We know how much her family meant to Elizabeth, and are

deeply grateful for knowing her and her thoughtful ways, and for being part of her world.

Margaret Mackay

Elizabeth was very much a part of our family when we were young, between 1955 and 1970 and she spent many summers at our cottage on Lake Joseph. Her mother and my mother were first cousins. She became a part of our family for those years so we have many fond memories of her at that time.  We shared first names and nick names as well as favourite colours (“Elizabeth” blue!)  my sister wants to share with me in my condolences.

Many condolences, 

 Elizabeth (Liz) Francisco

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