The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1867-02-07
RILNoIR Feb IL 1896

especially by the many friends and old school
mates of Mrs. Hauser:
BIJNoUR, Feb. Is, 1885,
DEAR FATHER AND MoTHER-It is a long
time since I wrote to you. l think l have not
written since Christmas. It seems that get
buster and the time grows shorter every year,
which fact you no doubt understand by ex-
perience. made Christmas tree for the
native christians, and had to do everything
myself, so was very busy about that time
They seemed very much pleased with the tree.
There were of course no expensive presents on
the tree, only such things as l could make out
of odds and ends in the house, and few books
The people contributed nothing. They have
no bits of silk or even muslin stored away as
we have. Their clothing is so simply made
that there is never scrap left for any other
purpose, and few pennies is to them as much
as dollars to us. My work on Christmas day
used me up so completely that for two weeks
after had no spirit or energy for anything
Then Bro. Parker and Weatherby came to
spend few days for Quarterly Conference, and
after they were gone had to get ready Tor
Conference which met in Noradabad on the
1st of February. We started the Saturday be-
fore Conference for Noradabad, and went ten
miles that day. l took the children with me
in doolie. We expected to find our tent
ready pitched at our halting place, but the
bullocks were so poor that they did not get up
until about ten in the evening, and it was
nearly twelve before we got into our tent. It
was very small one, only about eight feet
square About o'clock in the morning. a
great rain and hail storm came up, and in a
few minutes we were nearly drenched. Nettie
woke up crying, as the rain was coming in up
Oh her head in almost a stream. Her papa
put her in my bed. Her hair hair was as wet as
though she had dipped it in tub of water
saved myselfby holding the quilt up over
mine and the childrens' heads. l was saved
from being quite drowned by heavy wooden
blanket which l had under the quilt That
proved nearly water proof, so and the chill
dren kept tolerably comfortable until morn
ing. Mr.. Hauser had only very small place
in his bed that kept dry, and he felt thankful
for even little since he had so nearly lost all
comfort. Fortunately our trunks were water
proof and our clothing did not get wet. Be-
fore light l began to feel neuralgia in tiny face
and head, and from then until o'clock in the
afternoon | was nearly wild; then it grew ca.
sier and l passed pretty comfortable night
Considering my tender face we concluded that
I had better go right through to Noradabad
| the next day, and not march with my husband
as we had intended So early Monday morn.
ing the children and 1 set out in the doolie-
No 11oJc - Joxx
about noon my face began to ache again, and
from then until we reached Noradabad, about
eight in the evening, could only groan The
The dear children were so good all the way
I don't know what I could have done had they
been cross. On the way the coolies who were
carrying me began to quarrel and then to
| fight. They set my doolie down, and the
eight of them fought all in heap with fists
and clubs. l lay still in the doolie for some
time thinking they would soon settle their
fight, but they grew worse. They were
close to the doolie, and big stick fel al
most upon us. I concluded that it was time
the row was stopped, so got out, picked up
the stick and dealt three as hard blows in the
midst of them as l could. Each blow took
erect on different man, and the whole of
them scattered. Then put on bold face,
and as commanding an air as possible, and
told them to pick up my doolie; that 1 was
sick and could not wait for them to quarrel,
and if they did not stop and behave themselves
Iwould complain of them to the magistrate
in Noradabad, &C., &c. So they cooled down
to bad words and started off again. Does not
that sound like big story ? To think of one
woman with two helpless children, and not
another white person within miles, stopping a
| fight among eight men You think it almost
incredible. Do you remember your fears OF
bears and hobgoblins in your childhood ? From
the earliest breath of these people the ''Firin.
gi'' is the most terrible of hobgoblins to them
and there lies the secret of my easy victory.