R. F. D. #2 Box 17
Logan
Utah
Mrs Floyd H. White
11 Laurell Ave
Petaluma
California
Mrs.
Caroline J. Peterson
R. F. D., Route 2
Logan, Utah
Dec
12—1926
My dearest Baby Visa
It is Sunday evening every thing around
and on is as quite [sic] as is in a grave we have quite a snow storm here now
starting last nigth acompanyed with a curious warm wind it been snowing all day
to day the snowflakes been comming down big and close togather so we could not
see Veras house the snow is now a foot on the level it is real winter here now
your
Dad have not been outside to day F.O. came up and he helped me do a few chores
the dear old Joseph of old. your welcome letter
came yesterday as I expeckted I am sure thankful you two are well and
are having such good time I am glad to hear. I wrote and mailed a letter to you
yesterday but as there is in your letter a few things to answer on rigth away I
shall write and answer you. No I have not recived a letter from you wherein yo
told me about the L.D.S. Conference at San Fransisco and if you saw Professor
Hickman I would sure like for you to tell me all about it.
A
pair of slippers would sure be a very useful Xmas gift to me your Dad wrote my
size is 8 I thank you so very much. There is a lot of sick children around here
the measels are raging there is many homes here in N. Logan that is quarantine
Always something Phylis Wilhelm is sick with the measels it never rains without
it poores. Preston is also full of measels the school that Darold goes in is
all exposed so I expeckt they will have it. There is 3 more Ladies in our ward
beside Dessis that expeckt babyes one of them is Franses Nelsons vife, then
Afton Maughn or Moser. and then Hattie Swenson (Hattie Christenson).
it
been quartely Conference in Logan to day for the Cashe Stake I wish I could of
went as I am about to starve to death to hear a good sermon, there been no
meeting here to day and none last Sunday only the funeral. I told you about. It
is now 9 p m time for us to go to bed I just hate to go in that north room to
bed all alone I gues I am getting unthankful and need punishment so to
apriciate the blessings that we are blest with. Goodnigth with an armful of
love and a Doz xes I shall write more in the morning.
Hello
it is Monday morning I got up at 7 a m had my coffee and gave your Dad a bowl
of hot milk and a bearfot smeard with butter and honey, it is now 9 15 a m just
go in the house from being out doing a few chores your Dad is up sitting by the
stove he is no better or worse but just the same. this morning our windows were
covered with ice before I had fire it have quitt snowing but there is a cold
wind and the snow is blowing down from the trees and from the roofs and you
know how frozen snow sounds when you walk on it it says knirp knirp knirp ha ha
but this is a beutiful country and life after all if we could only be
independent. I guess I will humble myself and ask you if you plaese will send
me those overshoes you promised to send me I will be so glad and then that
little bab or Dickie for my new dress you said I could have this one I had is
all a rag now theere were some thing else to, you said I could have I belive it
was used ties, I shall pay the postage when it comes here. I guess this is all
for this week for all I know yeas I think it be nice when Floyd will be his own
boss, Do you think you will Petaluma before April the 1st like you
said you would in one of your letters.
I
shall close with an ocean full of love to Floyd and to yourself Plaese take
care so you would not tangle up yourself up in to much of this worldly fashion
and sosity I be glad when you live in a place where you can to to meetings
where you really belong for we dont live of bread alone but of every word that
preceeds from the Mouth of God.
so
long my dear. your Ma Peterson.
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