This is a bit tricky, since the writer is not very good at spelling, nor familiar with punctuation.
Men Gode Søn har det Blet Bedre Mæ Arbede er hilmar konførmert og har Klara Faat Fler Smaa Vor Gammel er den Lille Frøken deres) du har det vel dog aldrig Tengt at kome jem og Se om Mig men Søn At o nei jeg Faar vist ikke se dig her min søn er Bertine daarlig hil sen ole jeg Saa et Belede af hende hos Olhelia hun var saa Tyk og Svær og God ven er og Vandret Bort ja ja jeg haaber jeg Finder ham Ved Guds Trone Naar jeg har Slede Naak her.
The text is simple enough. I'd guess something like:
My Good Son. Has work become better? Has Hilmar's confirmation been held yet? And has Klara had more children? How old is youir little girl? I suppose you never thought about coming home and see me, my son. Oh no, I will probably not see you here, my son. I saw a picture of her at Olhelia, she was so thick and large and good friend is also passed away, yes, yes. I hope I will find her by God's throne when I have passed. Enough here.