The Cooperstown courier. (Cooperstown, Griggs Co., N.D.) 1902-1913, 1903-01-29

|isexpr psibly happy. We have Of
course d1advnntages to contend
With. Our honl % you know, II
practically on the edge Of tae desert.
Behind our house, which is quite
small, are q few bare hills, but the
landscape IL sdfcadlnlly .monoaonous:'
This issnot the part at {. the country.
where the orange groves are. 1t ID
hard to make living from the land
|,andssvoahsvestos make tho most aofxe-
very few comforts; but it Is lots Of
fun, in a way. Ny darling works
from early toglates and I haYesto do
kall the housework. Imagine me! My
hands are the chief sufferers But
we never see d living soulI mean
any one who matters-so don't
mind that. Our nearest neighbors
are ten miles off, but as they are per-
fectly horrible the distance is rather
an advantage than otherwise. The
life is not exactly romantic. It is q
grim reality. 1t is very lonely and
very hard. So much the better,
though, for proving my theory, which
you always laughed at. We are more
in love with each other than ever.
So long as we have each other, what
does anything else matter?" Etc.
Letter 9-"When you write next
tell me what frocks are being worn
and describe all the pretty hats you
see in the shops. 1t seems dreadful
extravaganza to hear of you paying
$500 for a gown! I can't believe I
ever did such things. When I read
your letter I said at once, Where
can she get the money from" I
have two cotton gowns and q big
straw hat lin which look fright,
and these will have to last a long
time because we are dreadfully poor.
OF course still have oil the frocks
had when we were married, but one
couldn't wear such things here.
Don't think am grumbling, dearest,
but sometimes remember what you
used to say and wonder whether my
darling husband will not begin to
love me less when I go around all
day looking so different from the
smart young lady Of the old days.
But this is very wrong and very fool
ish for me. He is the most devoted
and loving husband in the world"
IA young wife's opinion of her hus-
band follows.
Letter 1O.-"Your long letter was
real delight. It was sweet of you
TO tell me about the dances and the
aters. What miss above everything
is woman friend with whom I could
have a good chat-and perhaps q
good cry" [The end Of the letter
rather shaky.]
Letter Ill have not written be-
fore because there really was nothing
to say. We cannot afford to go any
where and one day on the farm is
just like another. We both find it
very monotonous, but we grow fond
er of each other every day. My dar-
ling is so thoughtful and kind. He
wants me to agree that he shall
work out for a little while and so
save enough money to send me
east for rest and change. He keeps
on referring to this but Of course I
will not hear of it. Many, many
thanks for the fashion papers, over
which J. have spent lots of happy
hours. I am now reduced to one
worlltlay dress, but am making an
other. It is quite an experiment, be-
cause know nothing about dress
making and hate sewing. And, oh,
dear, there is so much mending to
do! We live in mended things. The
crops have turned out badly, and we
hardly know where the next meal is
coming from! You will not be able
to realize what that means. I don't
mind for myself, but I am dreadfully
sorry for my husband. He is the best
and dearest of men. He suffers much
more than do because have not got
any pretty clothes to wear and be-
cause the life is so different from
what expected or from what I had
been brought up to. Imagine-mush
and bacon three times day-with
bread baked by me-my love always
toasts his. He says he likes toast,
but know it is because he can't eat
my bread! All, dearest, dearest! I
sit here and see the wooden walls and
floor and the patched-up things that
have to do out here, and the pile of
socks and stockings that has got to
be darned and washed, and through
the window the dusty, dreary land
scape--
81 think I have been crying. Only
a little. But am ashamed. See, I
brush the tears away. After. all, I
have the only thing that really counts
my husbands love. -
Letter 12-"Only just line to tell
you some bad news. The mortgage
ON the farm has been foreclosed q
think that's the. right expression),
and we have got to go. Where? Who
knows? First, I think, to Los An
geles. My husband hopes he may be
able to get work there, but he is go
ing to try also at Pasadena, where q
friend Of his owns some livery stables.
That is very pretty part of the coun-
try, and should look forward to the
change, if it were not for the terrible
anxiety Of finding ourselves without q
home and practically without money.
My husband begged me again and
| aoain IN allow him IN h0,rrnv suf33.