Sept.15.1918.
Dear Johnny,
How are you by this time? I have the headache this morning. Coreta has a bad sore throat had to go to the Dr. I took Floyd to the Dr. last night. He has been having a sore throat and bowel trouble. The Dr. said it was an epidemic going around. He said he never saw so much of it. But we are able to eat three times a day. Mary & Floyd are over at the church. Coreta just came home. Our kids are hauled to Sparta school. Couldn't get a teacher so they hired Mr. Eroz to haul them to Sparta.
Mamma came over with the children Fri. evening stayed until Sat. eve. We took her home last night. I didn't go to the house for dada had gone to bed. Jimmie Huntsman is a papa, but I don't suppose Mamma told you all the news.
Well we have the silo filled. I don't remember if I told you or not. Got our piece of wheat sowed, that over there at Harley's got some corn cut. We got 38 cents a doz for eggs, 40 cents a lb for butter, but potatoes are three dollars a bushel, sweet ones are 8 cents a lb. Johnny, I cant remember what I write from one time to the next. Did I tell you Willie's sister Hattie & Husband, Jacks's sister and their children and Sylvia & Rob was all here last Sunday for dinner? Looked about like thrashers. On Saturday before we had 14 men for dinner beside Mr. Van Sickles family and we had over the silo fillers. Next will be clover hullers and corn shredders. Maybe that will be all.
Harley wants us to stay next year but it is hard telling what will happen before our year is out. Myrtle Wells went to Mt. Vernon yesterday and bought herself a piano. I expect we will have lots of music now - don't you? Myrtle's beau had to go to Camp Sherman. She seemed to feel pretty bad.
Johnny, there is four of Halls children Taylors two are here so you can imagine how it sounds around here. Mr. VanSickle and part of the family attend the State Fair. He is talking of taking us to the Mt. Gilead fair. It commences the 23rd to the 27th. I think that is the date. Robs want us to go with them to Coshocton Fair. I don't know if we will go or not.
Well I can't think of any more so will close. With love to my brother. Write if you can. From your sister. Rose.
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