I'll send some Bangala letters along and also one I received from Frieda.
Daddy, Mary and Miss Lutz left this morning with Mr. Brandt for the Bangala Conference. So tonight I am all alone on the hill. Even the strong gara wind died down this evening and it seems so still and sultry. Maybe it will rain.
watercolor by Sydney Parkinson,
1768, in Brazil while traveling with
Captain Cook on the Endeavor.
1. The gara wind is a strong north wind from the desert, very hot and dry. Mom also remembers the east wind, which is the one that brought the locusts. She remembers seeing a great dark cloud of them coming relentlessly towards Aba.