Narok, Masai Reserve
Sun. eve June 29, ‘19
Dear Sonnies:
I don’t know just when we will send for the
mail but I want to have this read so when we do it can be
mailed to you. I think your letter will be there when ever any
one does go. I hope you always see that it is put into the box
on Thur. evening then we will get it on Mon. Now write nice
long letters and tell us the news - write just as tho you were
talking to us. Tell us all about the hard days as well as the
good ones.
I must tell you some bad news. 4 of the
little chickens have died. It is so cold and wet mornings so I
told the boys not to let them out til I come down with some
feed for them.
It rained a little last night and is cloudy
again tonight. We went to two kraals today. Do you remember
where we went the very first time we went fishing - well on
one of those plains just before we got to the river - was one
and then in a place where there are big rocks was the
other. At one of them there was a big ox with some calves near
the kraal & he acted sick & the people said he had
been caught by a lion a few days ago and badly scratched.
We didn’t get dinner til 1 oclock but I saw
when it was about 15 minutes til one and I thot you’d be
reading your chapter together but I couldn’t read mine til
later today.
We worked hard in the garden and have many
beans gathered and planted some peas and potatoes. Daddy
shocked the corn like we did out at Mr. Freeds at Hatboro when
you heard the aeroplane go over you. He has made 8 big shocks
and some he had to tie so high that he stood on a tree stump
to tie it. There will be more to do soon but it is outside
where it can’t be watered so he will wait awhile with cutting
it.
I brot up Tagis & Mulungits clocks and
I want to set them all alike & see if all keep together so
we have one time.
I think it is bed time so I will stop for
tonight and if no one goes to the Boma tomorrow I will write
more another day.
A week ago now we were having that nice
talk together. Wish we could talk together every Sun. night
but we can talk to God and that is still better.
This is Tues. evening and I think Olgoai
and Tipits will go to the Boma tomorrow for the mail. Olgoai
is just as funny as ever and says sentences in English, like
he used to do and make us all laugh.
I must tell you about what a rat did the
first night we were here. I guess he wanted to kiss me “hello”
at any rate I was asleep and all at once something bit my
lower lip awfully hard - I thot it must be bleeding but it
wasn’t. I made such a rumpus it left and has not been back
since. I hope it’s still running.
Last night dady was so tired and wanted to
go to bed so early I told him we’d beat Claudon to bed. We
were in bed before Raymond was. Daddy had worked in the garden
and was pretty tired.
When I opened the typewriter I found many
parts loose so I worked at it awhile then put it away til this
morning and when I wanted to go at it a little ball like the
shot you shoot in an air gun, was missing and I looked so hard
for it - til school time and when daddy came he looked but we
thot it had rolled into one of those cracks in the floor. Then
all at once I saw it on the carpet. We were glad for we needed
the typewriter so much and can’t use it if that ball was lost.
Now Raymond, when you get this letter read
please go to the library and get one of those little
Arithmetics like Claudon uses and wrap paper around it and
string or thread and put this stamp onto it and my name and
address and in the corner write “Book” so the post
master will know what is in it and put it into the mail box. I
am telling you to do it so you wont bother any one else to do
it. The Arithmetics are on the shelf at the back of the room.
How is music going. You must practice good
so I can see how much you have learned when you come home.
Do you remember the Njoroge that eats so
much - he and Olduboi went to Quarantine this morning for the
loads that we left there. If I were with them I’d wave my hand
at you. But I think it’s pretty cold where they are sleeping
tonight.
Now I must stop. I’ll try to find a pair of
shoe strings for you Raymond. Claudon have you sewed the
buttons on your shoes? You must. I think Njoroge is going to
Kijabe next week then I’ll send the shoe strings.
Much love to you both,
Mamma and Daddy too
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