Wednesday, April 9, 2014

05-23-1923

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            N. Logan Ut R#2 Box 17

                        May 23—1923

My dear Baby Wisha

            It seems impossible for me to have my mind on the work that is for me here to do so I shall write a few lines to you.

            I hope you are feeling better now then you did last Sunday many thanks for the card you wrote to us from Ogden what time did the train leave Ogden that you went on?

            I recived a letter from Joe today saying for me to send the money he got in the Bank to San Fransisco May 28 Joe thinks he will get a leave as soon as he lands in San Fransisco Joe says they will leave San Pedro May 28 and land at San Fransisco about June 1st or 4 days after leaving San Pedro.

            Frank & Annie babys of course came out home at noon yesterday F.O. went to work after dinner Annie stayed here all afternoon untill F.O. came from school and after supper the went home I wanted them to stay over nigth but Annie said she was going to wash to day and wanted an early start so they could not stay.

            Last tues day Arthur and myself planted beans and cucumbers and your Dad planted a few rows of them red potatoes we got from Bergesons so now we are through planting for this season and I am glad of it. I have baked bread this afternoon so come and have hot dogs and tea. I suppose you have registered now and are buisy studieng your lessins.

            Dear Lou plaese remember that you are not well and it is for you to be careful and to be sure to get your rest see if you can not get back to yourself again. We are all as usual. I went to meeting last Sunday. It was Primary Conference and it was fine.

I will now close with copying a few lines of a song I know.

            Where so ever the Lords hand

            may be leading you.

            Sing the Gospel message clear.

            O do not let your lips by fear

            be sealed, But sing it!

            The Son of God to you a mission

            has revealed, O sing it!

            Rigth at your door so many

            souls are waiting. To hear the

            message So go and sing it!

            There’s no better field.
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This is all I know I will hear from you real soon plaese be good be sure to take care of yourself always. so long With much Love from your Mother Caroline J. Peterson. 

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