The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1912-01-15
ALICE WISHART IN INDIA.
Letter Written TO DR.. Bertha Caldwell,
Of JOhnStowu, While Alice
Was in Mountains.

Of JOhnStowu, While Alice
Was in Mountains.
DR.. Bertha Caldwell, of Johns
town, sends an interesting letter
which she received recently from
Miss Alice Wishart, of Wells
Tannery, now doing missionary
work in India. Miss Wishart was
home three years ago for an op-
Grafton for appendicitis, from
which she has not fully recover
ed, and the accompanying letter
tells of her sojourn in the foot
hills to recuperate. 1t is as fol-
lows:
Liberty Hall" in
THE Vale of the Blue"
Nov. 13, 1913.
You will doubtless want to
know from start to finish about
my coming out here: so herewith
it is set forth in order, at least it
is begun as | promised; whether
the P. T. C.'s will let me finish
it is still to be seen. For your
benefit I'll explain that P. T. G..
stands for "Pathian Tiger Club"
of which there are two, one of
which is leaning over the back of
a chair in front of me this min
ute gazing with big, lovely brown
eyes from under his little fez and
running a grimy finger down the
page as | write; but more of the
P. T. C.'s later: sufficient to say
just now that they are two-leg-
ged cubs, nevertheless there are
real, genuine four-legged ones
here. Not the tracks of a cub,
but those of a mature tiger were
seen in the dust on the road up
here the day before we came
over it. Lucky, we came the day
after his promenade, wasn't it,
else | might not be here to tell
the tale? But to return: When
those dreadful "adheions' i
suppose you know what they are
it sounds like court plaster to me
got fit to travel the doctor said
| must get away from the heat
and dust of Allahabad at once;
the high hills would not suit, as
they were too damp and cold just
then, | must think of some cold
dry place where it was perfectly
quiet. How was / to get per
feet quiet" in a boarding house,
pray? Impossible! Like a flash
the remembrance of an invita-
ton / had had last March came
to me, and / knew at once that
it was the very place of all pla-
ces in India | wanted to go to
''recuperate" just then, an d
when / told the doctor he said,
Go, if she'll have you, it would
suit you down to the groundp
"She" was willing to have me,
though a bit doubtful as to how
was to be gotten over seven
miles of stony road with the "ad-
hesions. Lucky that she" did
not know how bad the road was,
or | would never have dared run
the risk. The doctor, alway s
most careful of every minute de-
tail, gave E. B. instructions a.
bout the arrangements for the
journey, little dreaming what a
waited us after we left the train
at Diowala, where we got out at
4:30 a. M, or rather | should say
were lifted out-I was at least.
1t was dark and chilly, and moth
ing but a pile of ballast and high
jungle grass stretching away in
to the blackness could be seen; a
tiny flicker of light indicated that
there might be a station of some
! kind away up the line. We were
in the next to the last carriage of
a very long train, and when a
sleepy looking guard appeare d
below the step and declared that
this was the place we had asked
him to put us out, | inquired how
ever we were to accomplish this
feat, as the "adhesions" were
not supposed to permit acrobatic
stunts. Indian guards are especi
ally accommodating, and this one
was more so, as he very kindly
put down his lantern and held