03-13-1924

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                        N. Logan Utah R.F.D. #2 Box 17.

                                           March 13—1924

Dearest Lovis

            I suppose you have heard from me this morning. and I want you to hear form us again next sarturday so I will grab an hour and write We just had dinner Arthur and Melvin went to fish yesterday and the each got a good mess of fish I cleaned the fish last evening and put them in salt water over nigth and I fried them for our dinner to day and O the tasted good I said while we were eating I wish we could send our California folks a good big mess of fish, I been thinking what I could send you but I feel I have not anything that is good enouph and would pay to send way down to Berkeley We got some very piculiar weather one day the Sun is shining and the next day it is snowing and blowing and cold as December. I know Berkeley must look pretty the way you describe how the lawns are green and the flowers are in bloom and in my imagenation I try to enjoy it with you,

            Theere is N. Logan Temple day to day but as I am getting to be a drone in doing any thing good I backed out of going on the account of the storm. I belive theere is quite a few poeple from N. Logan to the Temple to day. We recived the Chronicles yesterday and I guess you noticed the pis in it about the big mine explosion at Castle Gate Utah is it not tirible what a lot of sadness this explosion brings, in the last nigths Deseret News there had been 127 men dug out all dead and the rescue work is still going on of course but no hope of finding any of the rest of the men alive.

            No Lovis I can not recolect seeing sister Seamons in your Relif Sosity meeting we were to there except it was not the class leader, I tell you who I can remember, the little neger sister, Mrs Peterson, sister Mc King and the smart acting woman sitting by her side, and the Mother in law and the sister that always got lost sister Hendricks I can not just now think of her name o yeas I can remember one more and that was the woman who was to be fortune teller at some party on sarturday next.

            I wonder what you are doping to day I hope you and Floyd are both well. I am trying to fix up an under skirt for myself but I dont get to do much sitting down work I am on the go all day long untill I am to tired in the nigth to even read and I came nearly saying to pray but so far I have not been to tired for to pray. Your Dad is the same no better or nor worst for all I can notice or understand he is now sitting by the stove reading the Cronicle I have noticed more of the pictures form the same place were your friend Mr Martin Works and the are sure the prettiest pictures in the paper.

            Arthur is getting ready to go to Logan it is his nigth to nigth for drilling you augth to see him now he been powdering his face before I got up this morning I had a letter dictated in my mind for to answer Floyd on thoose cute little lines I have read he have written at the close of your letters but I am sorry it has all left my memory so I will wait untill I can remember it again but on thing I know was and is that what I always been worreying over, to be very careful not to get runned over being to buisy having his mind on his work I feel pretty good only I am so darn lonesome, I wish the weather would clear up so I could go out Annie wants me to come down this week but if it dont quitt storming I dare not go for fear I get cold and take sick I belive by the way my knees and ancles acke now I must have a touch of rheumatism. give my best wishes and Love to Floyd and you exept a bushel of love for yourself from your Mother

                                    Caroline J Peterson.

P.S. the mailmain is at Bleakers place mebe I will get a letter from you when he come to our place. I hope you exuse all the misstakes I make when I write it is real hard for me to write so it can be understood as both your Dad and Abie keeps talking to me and asking questions.