Logan, Utah
                                                                     Sept. 12, 1937

Dearest Charlotte,

     I thought sure you & Merrill would come home yesterday, for we dident get a
letter from any of you.  I sure wish you would come up.  I feal so porley.  I don't
know what to do. I dident feal a bit well all the time we were up to Marie's. My
throat was sore before we went, but Pape & Mother wanted to go, so I had to go and
my nect got so stiff and we came home last Monday. I feal just like I had the flu,
for I ache all over.  I feal like staying in bed but I count leave all the work for Mother.
     Say Charlotte, I wish you would tell me what I could give papa for his Birthday.
I never get down town and I don't know what to do.  If any of you think of giving him
something by all getting something togeather i will be willing to give what you want.
What could I give Merrill that would be nice. I would be so happy if you would write
or come up & tell me.
      How is your corns? Has that corn medicine helped them. I got some yeasterday
but haven't put it on yet.  I wish you would come up and help me get a hat.  How is
Merrill now? I hope he is well.  Give him my love, and love to all of your family.
How do you feal since your company went? Well, I will haft to close, for my arm
aches so.  I don't know weather you will be able to read this or not.
     Good night. Bushels of love. Hope to see you soon.
                                                         Geneva