R.F.D. #2 Box 17
Mrs F. H. White
N.
Logan Ut 2 Box 17
May
28—1924
Dearest Lovis
I dont know
if it is my turn to write but I know it matters not so I shall begin writting a
letter to you this evening and finish it tomorrow if I live and have healht and
strength. I wonder how you aare and what you been doing to day. We have had a
lovely rain here to day it is now 7 30 p m it dont rain just now but I dont
think the storm is over because thoose white clouds you know is sitting half
way upp on the montains the rain is sure welcome but it will make it bad for
Decoration Day if it storms. Grace sendt me a note to day saying she will try
to come home to morrow or Friday but I am afraid she will not be able to come
because the roads will be bad I guess Gust can not come so she will come her
and the children and ti is to hard for her to run the car when the roads are
muddy and slippery.
I planted
our Tomatoes plants this morning and the cucumbers and the early beans before
it stormed and I have baked apple bread and monkied around this afternoon Your
Dad been in town all afternoon we bougth some fish from a fish wagon this morning
and so Pa took some for Frank & Annie I went to see Pher Wilhelm last
Monday and he gave me 3 kinds of Medecine to take beside Epsom Salts and it
sure keeps me watching the hours when to take all theese medecines, the Dr
asked me how you was and if you was as plump now like you was before you were
married I do not know now if you are or not but I said, O. yeas to him he said
for me to tell you hello.
While I was
at the Drs Office your Pronciple William Seamony was theere to and he inquired
about you I told him we expeckted you home sometime this summer and he said he
like to see you then and he send you his best wishes he is the same cute Billy
Hagen
now Lovis
what do you think theere is 10 familys here in N. Logan
that is quarantine the children got the measels the all been escposed in the
school before it closed. Verna is down with it she was pitty sick yesterday but
I have not heard how she is to day Ivaloe Nyman is having the measels and ever
so manny so theere is sick children here now in nearly every house it is a
fright how troubble will come by some one that is careless,
We have not
heard any more from Arthur I am worring my self sick about him and wondering
how he is and were he is and can be doing, here comes your Dad for his supper.
he wants me to tell you the Evening Post have come only one time, the Chronicle
comes very punctual Thanks ever so Much.
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