From: Krasna, Bessarabia
27 March 1911

About time I show that I am still among the living!

Several of our villagers, five to be exact, took their wagons and went to a bazaar about 40 werst from here, to sell wagons. Unfortunately, the weather was poor because it snowed and rained. They had little luck with their sales. So they went to a guesthouse and ordered brandy. In the course of the afternoon, they consumed quite a bit of alcohol. One of the gents, Thomas, drank too much. On the way back, he started a fight with Joseph, who was old enough to be his grandfather. The fact that Thomas does not have any recollection of it at all is enough proof of how much of one he had tied on!

Our weather is pretty good, but the winter harvest looks so bad in places, that it has to be tilled under. Now it's raining every day and spring labor in the field will be delayed.

(*Publisher: Re: Spring-loaded scissors: In case you did not receive them yet, they may have been sent to Mr. Magnus Miller in Canada directly.)

Greetings to the publisher, my brothers-in-law Magnus and Eugenius Miller in Canada, as well as all the readers!
Daniel Lauterbach