Dear Adeline,
June 18, 1855 was the day Joshua and I, Elizabeth, came upon that frightful mountain lion. I was terrified, but I kept my head. We were climbing up the mountain to get Mama and Papa a present from the old Widow Hutchinson that lived on that huge mountain. The present? None other than a very nice pistol and two boxes of ammunition. On the way up, there had been no mountain lion when we had crossed the gap. We needed a rope and skill, so it was no wonder that Mrs. Hutchinson never came down the mountain. I remember we were on our way down, Josh and I had been descending the mountain for over an hour. When we reached the gap, the rope was already there, for we always left it there, incase anyone ever needed to go up the mountain. Well, Josh went up to the rope to make sure that it was still strong enough. As he tugged on it, a mountain lion jumped down from the ledge above and hissed. Just as Josh was about to go across too! I came with the pistol that we had gotten from the Widow Hutchinson not two hours before. I had it aimed at the cat, I let Joshua take the pistol and then he shot the cat and it fell off the cliff to its doom. We carefully crossed over the gap and started home. I have called that gap, “Mountain Lion Gap” ever since. Once we got home we carefully didn’t tell them ANYTHING till their anniversary when we gave them the pistol and we told them all about it.
My parents’ anniversary was two days ago. It is now July 1, 1855.
With much love,
Elizabeth
That was my story, goodbye.
Dear Johanna,
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Thank you, I have the same views. But if I find a typo (I'm not saying I will) can I correct it?
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