West Virginia argus. [volume] (Kingwood, W. Va.) 1877-1946, 1897-12-30
OUR INDIAN TEACHER
writes Another Entertaining Letter
From the Land Of Perpetual
Summer.
lie Longs fOI an Old Fashioned Snow
Storm and Some BuckwheRt
Cakes and Sausage.
Special correspondence Of the Argus.


Special correspondence OF the Argus.
CAPTAIN GRANDE INDIAN SCHOOL,
LAKESIDE, Call, Dee. Is, 1897.
/ suppose that some of my Pres
ton friends are beginning to believe
that some red warrior has my scalp
dangling at his belt, or that l had
evaporated during some OF the hot
days. But nothing of the kind has
happened. Yet far more serious
thing has happened to me-.really
and truly. Now, do not go into
Mysteries, but hold your breath
while | whisper it in your ear. Not
long since, upon one Of the noun
tain peaks, with the waves OF the
Pacific mourning on the one side
and the solemn peaks of the Cuya-
maca mountains frowning on the
other side, amid flowers, friends
and songs Of birds, was joined in
the holy bonds of wedlock, for life
and for death, for better or for
worse. II pluriJuS unun.
We are now IN the midst of our
honeymoon and school work, and
we are getting settled down to gen
uine housekeeping. While the car
renters are building two new rooms
and converting Bachelor Hall"
into nice apartments, and the U. S..
Government has already promised
to pay Mrs. Thomas one dollar per
day to induce her to remain with
this hard shelled "curmudgeou. ]"
Besides IA multiplicity of things,
we are preparing to give the
brownies" a good time on Xmas.
Mrs. u. is dressing dolls, arranging
toys, ribbons, handkerchiefs, etc.
Now, my dear friends, l know that
you will pardon my long silence.
We are so fenced in by noun
tains that we get but six hours of
sunshine now, and being so isolated
trom society that | fear my ideas
Gre narrowed down TO correspond
with my visual horizon, and | will,
like the snail, draw myself within
my shell and be content. Things
are taking in different coloring.
though, since | have better half,
so that there may be some hopes
of me yet.
There is 50 little new here-the
daily routine of work, looking into
the dusky faces, speaking in mono
syllables in broken English, Span
ish and Indian, IN order 10 make
myself understood; listening to the
Indians troubles as they bring
them to me, while each day brings
the everlasting fine weather, there
seems little to write about. | pre-
sumo my letter will be like some
sermons-the shorter the better.
] wish that / could exchange
some of this holiday sunshine and
flowers for good Whit of Preston
that would give me the
luxury of cold ears, red nose and
tiugling fingers, with a good sleigh
ride thrown in and a supper of
buck wheat cakes and fried sausage.
The Indian children enjoy Xmas
presents to u high degree. / wish
you could see their dusky faces
light up as they receive their dolls,
ribbons, hnndkercbiefs, toys, balls,
knives, marbles. candy, ETC.. and
hear them sing their CHEEKY songs.
Truly these brownies" are pro
crossing, and their horizon Of men
tai vision is widening as they as
cend the hill Of knowledge.
Please excuse lreyity. May do
better next time. Mrs. Thomas is
calling me to supper, and Of course
| must obey
A very Merry Xmas to you all,
and a New Year filed to overflow
ing Of Gods richest blessings.
Adi0g.
y. r. THOMAS.
Every republican Office holder