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The letter from Sister Bodil's letter dated 7/4 reads as follows: Thank you, dear friends, for the great gift you sent me. I also thank you, dear Miss Ihlen Hansen, for the letter. It seems that my hope of being able to go home soon is not realized. It looks like I have to wait until the fall, why I don't know yet. But God who brings everything to its best will both guide and lead me; I put it all on him. How I long however to see you all again, so many years since I was home, and in those years, I have experienced a lot. Maybe God will fix it so I can come to Norway in June or July. I need a rest and have asked Pastor Lohemann to do what he can for me. My deputy is present and v. Dobblers's also wants me to go. Sister Hedvig Bull, a German teacher, rode with me in the Passover to our station in Marasch to have a little recreation. We had a lovely travel over the mountains. It is spring here and everything blooms so lush and lovely. Yesterday we rode up to our vineyards where three of our sisters live at a station, to have a quiet time. Here it is wonderfully lovely, especially at this time of year. We read, sleep and have fun together. Marasch is a beautiful station. The German officers and soldiers in the hospital are recovering magnificently. The Word of God is spoken, and they gladly listen, and we hope that it will take root in many. In Harunje, my deputy has taken a part of my work, so now I have only the treatment of the sick children and the sewing shed to look after. However, many of the children are ill with malaria. I have started with injections of quinine, for some it helps and for others it does not. Also does many have skin diseases, which must be treated with moisture. I had 30 patients, now only 6 left, but we have also worked diligently to get the disease away. Here are also wounded who must be looked after. My little Peter is better now, he was so sick that I had to put him in my room and nurse him day and night; he is only 2 years old but understands my German speech well. How are you all doing? Send this letter to my friends in Kragerø so they can get a greeting from me. Harunje 18—4—17. I had a very nice car trip with the soldiers, who were again going into deployment, it was just one space left which I got; it is driving regularly once a week. The hospital in Marasch lays high and free and is well furnished, it overlooks the city and the surrounding area, there is also a pharmacy and an outpatient clinic. We drove over rocks and through the waters, but our drivers were so considerate that they let us get off in the worst places. We ate the dinner we brought with us at a spring under shady trees and rested for a few hours. After a 5 to 6-hour drive, we reached a train station where I visited a wife of an engineer, who treated me with coffee and honey. We made another stop on the road, where we visited a soldiers' home where three of our oldest boys helped. They were happy to meet us and yearn

