From a letter to the kids.

I picked some fuchsia seed to dry and send home for you to plant. They are a pretty red flower on a bush—but a mouse came into my room and you know sompin—he ate up all the fuchsia seeds. I have set a trap for him but he eats the bait off. He has eaten cheese, a peanut and a piece of chocolate candy without even springing the trap. And I tied them on too with a piece of thread. At night he rattles the papers in my box but when I turn on the light he stops. I think I shall never catch him.