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 * Letter from immigrant**

June 5th, 1854. New York

My dear, beloved sister.

I have now arrived the land of possibility, America. I've been here for a couple of days now, and have just settled down in a little house not far from the centre. I have got to know a very handsome man at my age, who lives next door. His name is Duncan and I think I'm about to fall in love with him. Tomorrow he's going to help me start up my clinic. I really hope everything works out well!

I know I promised you to tell you all about the journey cross the sea, so here goes: We got on this big ship called «American pearl» in Oslo. It was supposed to go directly to New York, but we got some trouble along the way with a blind passenger. So we had to stop in a place I don't remember the name of. You know my memorie is like a goldfish's. So after dropping of the blind passenger, we set the course towards New York again. In the first 3-4 hours, I was feeling just fine, but then we got into a little storm. The waves were very agressive and I was starting to feeling sick. I threw up again and again, and the worst of all was, that noone came for my rescue! But when the storm was over I started to feel much better, and I saw alot of nice things out in the ocean. Things like other ships and little islands. But the best part was without doubt when we arrived New York and I got to see the statue of liberty! She was just as amazing as everybody says. I know how much you want to see her, so I'll try to get a picture of her, and send it to you.

I have to stop writing now. Duncan is at my door! I told him to come inside and wait for two minutes. Lillian, my dearest siter, I miss u very much and I hope that someday you will join me in America. I love you, and I want you to send mom and dad all my love! And tell them that I will write them a letter any day soon.

Love your little sister, Guri.


 * Letter from solider**

Dear mom and dad.

Thank you so much for the letter you sent me. I recieved it last night, and I stayed up all night thinking about all my beloved back home. It was nice to hear from you, and the pictures really warmed up my cold heart. It's so sad to think about all that I've missed. Like my sister's child getting borned and my brother's marrige. Therefore I was very grateful to get pictures of those fantastic events. My little niece was beautiful! You must make sure of that she hears about me, and that se knows who I am if I return home someday.

I have some bad news to tell you, and I really don't want to upset you more than necessary, but I have to tell someone about it..To get it out of the system. ( The boys here don't care if you have a problem, so I can't talk with them about it.) Here goes: A few days ago, I lost my best friend. He stepped on a mine, and he litterly got blowned into pieces. His arms, legs and guts were everywhere. I was right behind him and I saw it all. It was awefull. After that I haven't been the same. I have no other friends here. People just don't care anymore. They are kind of minded on getting killed and never return home. No one is talking. It seems like everybody has turned into cold-blooded killingmachines. So my point is: I want you to hope for the best and prepeare for the worst. At this point, it don't look like I am getting home for a while, and the chanses of getting killed or wounded is pretty big. But don't you guys worry about me! I know it's hard not to, but I have made it so far, and if I should die, I would get to a much better place. Remember that.

I have one favour to ask you as well. I want you to tell Sandy that I don't want her to wait for me. If she falls in love with another man, that's OK. I want her to be happy. It's very important that she knows that. Tell her also, that I will always love her with all my heart.

It's only four months to christmas, and my only wish is to get home by then. I would hate to celebrate christmas here! The food is awefull. No, I'm just kidding..I don't think there would be much celebrating around here. It would be alot of sadness in the air, I think. Everybody would be longing after their loved once at home. Oh, my dear parents. I'm sorry I'm such a grumbler, but I kind of use this letter as a way of letting out my feelings. I don't get the chance to do that alot. But believe it or not,there are days that are not so bad aswell. There are days I even smile and laugh and think happy thoughts too.

But I have to finish the letter now. Duty calls.. I love you very much, and send all my family and friends my greetings and love! Love you little boy, Stephen.


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