Parichand's Correspondence with The Mother

26 September 1938

Mother,

Now and then the squirrels gnaw away mercilessly at the tender shoots of the rose plants on the Prosperity and Rosary terraces. Today I found a number of shoots lying on top of the pots and on the roof. How can I prevent the squirrels from this ravaging?

It seems impossible. Z tried all sorts of things and never succeeded. We are freely feeding these beasts to diminish their devastation, but without any result.

26 September 1938