Giving the Land to Jesus--Oh, for a Man!--
The Den--Two Quarters
SEPTEMBER 28, 1898. For over a year Miss McLean and I had been closely related in the work. Almost as closely as the Siamese Twins. Our one room was just large enough for the bed, the cook-stove, a little table and three chairs. In it we washed, ironed, cooked, mopped, cleaned and wrote from twentyfive to two hundred letters a month, with the Indians constantly coming in to "heap see."
On the wall at one side of the stove Miss Mc- Lean made such a pretty little medicine cabinet. On the other side I had my book-shelf and spool cabinet desk. Then there was a closet in which we could hang up everything except ourselves, and there were times when we wished we could do that.
While working at Elk Creek I had received a letter from Mrs. H. Stevens of Dayton, Ohio, stating that "she felt called of God to invest $300 towards making me more comfortable, that my life might be prolonged to do more and better work for the Master."
She wrote: "If you build a house I would like