Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Congo (27) Luebo, Congo 4/6/1921 [BMS]

Luebo, Belgian Congo, April 6, 1921

Dear Mother & Daddy:

It's just as hard to find a time to write letters here as it is there with you, and you know what that means. I have been busy every evening for the past week at Committee meetings, as we generally have our station and committee meetings at night. We don't often have that many meetings at night on a stretch, but had some figures that we had to get up for the Executive Committee at home.

We have just had a wireless stating that another party of missionaries would arrive in Matadi about the 25th of this month; Mr. & Mrs. Vinson, who is returning from furlough, Mr. Craig -- a new business man, Rev. & Mrs. Anderson -- new folks, Miss Black -- a new clerical worker and teacher. That means they will reach Luebo about the first of June.

Everything has been moving along O.K. at our house. You no doubt are aware of the fact that we have a birthday in our family this week, someone reached their twenty-first birthday last Monday. Mrs. Stegall sent her a nice cake all covered with icing, and on top she put in pink, "Dot" and "21." We of course appreciated this very highly. Dorothy and

Mrs. Stegall are great friends, "chums" I suppose.

We told you not long ago that we started our chicken yard. Tonight we have a hen with eight eggs which are just beginning to pip, so we should have some little chicks in a day or two. Then we have another hen sitting on eight eggs. Then we have started our garden too; there are some runner beans a few inches high, tomato plants a week old, and a few other things planted, including some popcorn. Talking about eggs, I must tell you about our night sentry. We ordered some china nest eggs from Montgomery Ward, and they came in our order. So the other evening, the sentry came to me and said the chickens had laid a worthless egg; I told him to bring it in to me, and he came in bringing this china egg and holding it as if he were afraid it would break in his hands. The other boys who had seen us unpack these china eggs all had a good laugh at him.

The Bedingers at Lusambo recently had a very exciting experience. One afternoon about two weeks ago the lightning struck their house, and Mr. Bedinger was so severely shocked that he was rendered unconscious and fell to the floor, although after quite a bit of work he was brought to again. The roof, which was grass, was set on fire but the natives extinguished it before any damage was done except a small hole in the ceiling and roof. Just a very few minutes before he was shocked, he was holding their little baby in his arms, but she had just gone into the kitchen with the boys and was playing there.

Goodbye for this time. With love, as ever.


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