Monday, 1910-11-07. Prom Elizabeth Stuit to Ena Stuit.

Dear Sister,

We received your letter in good health and learned that you too are in good health. The boys had managed very well, and Roelf and Marie were oh so glad. Roelf has worn the cape a couple of times already. He looks very good in it. My coat is ever so beautiful for around here. It’s almost too beautiful for me. At least that’s what the girls say. And my hat and dress too. Everybody thinks they’re just beautiful. I had such nice weather when I was with you. Now every day is cold and windy. How is Roelle’s mother?

If I come again for a few days this winter, I do want to visit her. At least if you and the Kolsteins will have me. Catariene is coming to Groningen one of these days. Maybe she’ll come and see you.

Trientje has not been here again yet. She would like me to come and see her too and maybe I will do that soon. You’ll understand that I always long for you. The people are so nosy nowadays, and sometimes total strangers invite me, but I don’t go anywhere because they ask me more than I myself know. I think that people think that we are capitalists. How they do it, who knows, but they do it, they say.

The boys go to work every day and make more money that an ordinary labourer, so we are managing well. Jan goes to the young men’s society and Redmer goes along too, but he first needs new clothes for after work. Jan got a new suit again. He’s almost a gentleman. We haven’t started catechism yet. Last week Thursday we had thanksgiving service for the crops. It was beautiful weather, but there were so few people, it was a shame.

We have 14 members in our girls’ club, so that’s a good number. If only we had a president now. We also made quite a few things this past year, so we have money in the kitty. The Lord has richly blessed our club. Will you send me the Courant again sometime dear sister. I have mislaid them, and uncle H. has not seen one of them yet.

The boys from America wrote to Trientje and Trientje sent the letter on to me. Pieter wrote that we should all come to America. But I don’t feel like that at all. Trientje wants to teach me sewing, she wrote, but nothing much will come of that, I’m afraid.

Dear sister, I must finish. May the Lord bless and keep us all and not deal with us according to our sins. Dear sister, greetings to Mr. and Mrs. Kolstein and the Oosterbeeks and many greetings from your loving family. Your loving sister, Elizabeth.