We just arrived from Kjøllefjord, where we unloaded an English coal ship. While we were there, we spoke with Pedersen and his wife, who are from Dyfjord. They are Laestadian Lutherans. They are interested in hearing more and wished we could have stayed there and held some meetings among the Laestadians—who they say find God through their brother.

Sunday was a full day of work: first in the Salvation Army, then at Frimission, and finally at Strømme’s place. Many people are happy now when we come to their meetings. The soldiers in the Salvation Army grumble, but the officers ask us to speak. The lieutenant has now become very enthusiastic for the truth, and while we were in Kjøllefjord, he sent a telegram to the colonel with his notice of resignation. Major Lindvik is also not opposed to listening to us, but he isn’t progressing as quickly. I often visit them privately.

Br. Andresen is doing better again; he is weeping and praying. On Sunday evening, at Frimission, we brought up the topic of Rom. 8:3, which they have previously condemned us for. The result was that they seemed to be quite happy. The spirit of opposition has departed from them; I don’t know if it will return. Later in the evening, two married women from Frimission came to the meeting at Strømme’s place. They were in complete agreement. Sr. Døvle also made a breakthrough, and she wept over how superficial she has been her whole life. She was the one who berated us in the beginning. She is an older woman. We heard that later she and one of the sisters went off and talked together until 2:00 in the morning. It was an amazing Sunday evening; they divided into groups and spoke together enthusiastically, so it was hardly possible to hear anything in all the hubbub. The Christian assemblies here in Vardø have now completely lost their ability to oppose us.

Yesterday, we sent a large number of Skjulte Skatter issues to the Murman Coast (Russia) for distribution to the cottages around there where a lot of Norwegians live. Yesterday, approximately forty Russian soldiers from the French front came here. They appeared to be in good shape; a few of them had escaped from German captivity.

If this war ever ends, Br. Ellefsen should take a trip around Finnmark. He is zealous and determined. It’s been a bit difficult for me here because I entered into Br. Ellefsen’s labor, and the fact is that a number of the ones who he worked with ended up leaving. But it now looks like some of them are coming back. Br. Strømme has become zealous. Susanne Norum, Mrs. Strømme, and Magda Johansen are excellent co-workers, both in and out of the meetings.

I am sending you a Russian ruble; it used to be worth about 200 kroner. I just bought it for 40 øre. I also sent one to Kristian. Now we have around one month left here in Finnmark. I haven’t been home for Christmas since the beginning of the war, and I don’t know if I will make it home this year either.

Greetings to your family.

Warm greetings from your brother,