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Excerpt of letters from Armenia.


Sister Hedvig Bull writes from the wine mountain in Marasch, where she traveled to rest, on July 18, 1918:

"When we look back on the time that has passed, we have so much to be thankful for. To this day, the Lord has helped us through the greatest difficulties. Both here in Marasch and in Harunje, the Lord always opened a door and sent us help, so we never have had a shortage. Adele Herhold has started a big industry where the girls spin, weave and knit, which so far brought her so much to the orphanage that she could cope. This spring we again saw heavy storm clouds; but they passed by, and it seems that brighter days are about to dawn for our friends. Prices are still rising; everything is so expensive. In Harunje, the children were healthier this year, and at school I enjoyed them a lot. Almost all of our older boys work in the summer at the track or in the soldiers' homes, the girls have enough to do with sewing and patching. And Sister Johanne has a lot to do with the sick in the village and in the outpatient clinic. Did I tell you that I received letters from my loved ones in Hopsal-Estonia? I can't say what I felt, it was as if they had been given to me again. Praise be to the Lord! They have had terrible times; but God has in a strange way saved them out of it all.

Armenuhi, one of our teachers in Harunje writes on June 28, 1918:

Thank you very much for your card! I am so happy when I hear from you and see that you have not forgotten us. I long for you and wish you were with us again. I have a had a letter from my brother (who is in Exile). He and his wife are in great distress, and I don't know what to do; but I believe that my Savior knows everything and that He will help in due time.

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Mrs. von Dobbeler writes from Harunje on 22 September. 1918:

I long to write to you. I just wrote 32 letters to the foster parents of the children. I also have to tell you a bit from here. Our two teachers with their families are living well, as is Krikor – the purchaser. We were able to help them somewhat so that they could buy some supplies; but now we hear from Mr. Schuchardt, that we cannot get more gold money, so we are completely helpless. If God does not do a miracle, the orphanage cannot exist. We have a