تقرير عن رحلة في كشمير كتبه ديفيد لوكهارت روبرتسون لوريمر ورسائل من إميلي أوفرند لوريمر إلى والديها تم إرسالها من البحرين وكرمان [ظ‎‎٥‎٧‎٨] (١٢٩١/١١٧٨)

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utterly crushed. For surely no Infant ever was that had cost
so dear, and no parents v?ere ever more entirely wrapped up in an
only child. But we found them braver than I can tell you, and
more controlled than we were. They gave us tea and talked of
all kinds of things and even laughed and joked. Then Lock carrie
off Mr. T. for a ride and I styed with Mrs. T. ^he told me all
the details. The lamp had been left lighting beside the
mother's bed, a puff of wind had come and the mosquito curtains
had caught fire, from them it spread to the curtains of tne cot.
They heard the child's cries almost ato once and she was lifted
out not very seriously burned. They put her immediately Tnto a
hot hath^and gave her brandy and sent for the doctors, and had
every hone that she would pull thro' and not even be disfigured.
The whole night the mother held her in her arms; she did not suffe
badly for they gave her little dorses of opium. But it as all
no good, and at about 8 a.m. she Just gave a little sigh and it wa
over. ^ never saw two people face their loss so splendidly.
Mrs.*Taylor brought me round and showed me the room and the marks
of the flames on the wall showed me the little frocks she had
been embroidering, and the littel house in the garden they had
been making for her to play in I was impressed not only by the
pluck but by the wisdom of it, facing it all in every detail from
the first tht there might be mo dark corners in her grief, no
rooms she dare not go into, no corner of the garden she would not
visit. If you can believe it we came away hel ed and strengthene
and cheered.
Since then they have been up here more than once, on Thurs.
Mrs. Taylor is coming up as soon as her husoand has lext for his
work so spend a quiet day; and he will come up for a game o
tennis and fetch her home. ^e don't want her to have to face the
lonely days in the house when he is out Just yet. A3 soon as
they have re-adjusted themselves a little they are coming
with us for a fortnight or so to make a break between the old Hie
and the new.
Excuse my tefcling it all to you, but nothing else looms so
large in our minds.
On Saturday Mr. Fowle arrived in time for lunch, hale and
fit and sunburned. He is very attractive, frank, natural
young fellow — pleasantly ugly. Though not robust-looking
he seems wiry, and has ceratinly weathered the hardships of the
road at this season without turning a hair; he only mentions
that it was 'a bit hot'. He is delighted with Kerman and as
keen as must rd on the prospect of political ? ork. He has
everything to learn, typing and cyphering and filing and all t
rest of it, even of the mere routine. But he brings lots of
zest and an absolute absence of side to it. After these good
remarks I scarcely need to mention that he is an Irishman. his
Mother and sister live near Cork (I think his father as mg.
but I don't know what his professions was). It is not necessary
to mention that his politics etc. re 'white' I wnna_rfa
He plays a good game of tenuis and not a bad game of billiards