Apr. 22 - 1923.Dear Abby:-
The bill for the milk has been duly receipted - so I guess if there was any postage or export duty they sent the bill to you! My bill reads $24.10 Mex. For exchange please turn it into $13.85 gold - which amount please send to me at 264 Jefferson Ave. New London, Conn., as I would not have time to receive it here. As long as I am to be there & not here - don't mind about the 20% "discount" (commission, I mean!) for the school. I do hope the milk is O.K.
We've been fighting in earnest this time. For 24 hours such a racket I never heard, - rifles and machine-gun fire - just out beyond us. From the roof of the hospital we could watch a part of it. A bullet sang past and we came in! A "white man" on a river steamer got in the way of a bullet-firing! He is getting on well - however - now.
The battle swung to the east end of the city - then north - and now has gone miles up the river. Hundreds of soldiers are lying in the hospitals, and I don't know how many killed.
Two of us went for a walk - everything looked peaceful - Just after we came along - the soldiers came too and the battle was on, right where we had been.
A young teacher (Chinese) in one of the schools, looked out the window - They blew his brains out - not his intentionally -but by proxy for the other fellow, as it were! They used some of the school buildings for barricades, - up the road north. (not our buildings.)
Anyhow, the "garbage strike" is ended and the flies are disappearing and we have two of the cutest kittens you ever saw (smiley face)
Hastily - Harriett.