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Letter home! May, 5th. Monday

Dear, John. It has been long time, and no see. I sat down, and think about you one day, and now I want to tell you how it’s gone, since I immigrant.

After I left Norway, I took the boat to New Orleans. Witch is warm place most of the year. After a few months, I got a job on the boat who travelled between a long Mississippi river. It was very fascinated. When I came to St. Luice, I travelled futher with horse and carriage to Chicago. I get a job, like a housekeeper in a large farm with many workers. There I met a handsome man called Tom. We had a good time together, and I fall in love with him. Than we married, and we build us our own hose. After we had builded the house, Tom try to get some job. It wasn’t so easy. But we have to eat and pay for the food, so we buy us pigs, poultry and rooster so we had something to live off. It was a tuff time, since Tom never got a job. He lived in the bar whit some friends instead of getting work. But now when it has gone a year, and he still have not got a job, I don’t feel so good. There are nice people her, and they help us as good as they can, but I isn’t like it should be. There are many other immigrants from different countries here, and we have a good dialog.

Tom, is a cute and kind man. The thing is, that he likes to drink, and that’s okay, but he drinks too much. When he got too much to drink, he is whining over everything, he said that everything it’s my fault. He tells me next morning that he’s sorry and everything will be better tomorrow. I am so tired of it now. I miss you, and I missed everybody in my family, and my friends. It’s a long time since I have heard from you now. It’s hard to come to another country, everything is different. I missed Norway, I missed that I could walk up the mountains, get on my ski, and go away and thinking of everything and nothing. In America I can’t do that, because we a living in a big flat prerie and it’s a far distant to the mountains.

I hope you and your family is okay at home! I wish I could say that I see you soon, but that’s something I can’t promise. But I hope, and we cross the fingers for that. Say hello to all the friends.

Love Martha!

Dear Martha! November 29. Monday

I’m sending you a letter, to tell you how things go. I wanted to tell you that I’m fine, and I will come home around Christmas.

Here it is okay, but I really missed you, and I look forward to come home now! I’m fine, and now the country is in a fearful attack against the west coast. My friend Mathew is hurt. A bomb came over us, and I try to get him out of the area, and than I missed him. He got some spark of the bomb over his foot. He is okay now. I got hurt too. I got some small cut from splinter from the bomb, but it was not dangerous.

I’m tired of the practice now, because we have had it since I came. But when the fearful attack against the west coast began I really saw how difficult it is, and how dangerous it is with bomb and gun. The first time I shoot against a person from the West. I had a bad conscience after that situasion. But now when we have done it every day in 5 months, it’s strange enough getting to be a custom.

I was really upset when I got the letter from you, when you told me that you don’t feel good. I want be there for you when you give birth. Try too keep it anew, wait until I can be there for you. I come home as fast as I can. I hope you feel better, and that everything is okay with you and the baby. How does it go with Sarha? Does she like her at school? Is everybody at home okay? I hope so, and I’m happy to come home soon.

I missed you my dear, and I love you! Give a kiss to Sarha from me.

Love from your husband.