[Letter: date unknown]

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What is your number?/

Friday P.M./

My Dear Friend,/

	This is the first oppor-/
 tunity that I've had - to re-/
 ply to your letter./

	I was heartily glad to hear/
 from you. Your letters always/
 refresh me. They come as/
 messengers of good./

	Since I heard from you/
 our spirits have been some/
 what lifted by [Hinda's]/
 action. I hope that by/
 the time that you read/
 this , Louisiana will help/
 to cheer us- and then/
 they will surely rush/
 thro' Oregon- and to Hayes./
 You are happy mortals/
 who live, in spite of election./
 But think of us- who've had/
 no salary since last July!/
 And this brings me to a/
 point which I must not for/
 get./


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Friends had prayed with him/
 but his remarks were so/
 incoherent that there was/
 nothing that assured us./
 But my prayer was answered/
 and the last hours of his/
 life were calm and pain-/
 less. he left us feeling/
 that his hope was too/
 strong to be in vain./
 He had been a kind friend/
 and congenial {associate [crossed out]}./
 I need not say that/
 I miss him very greatly./
 But his life was a load/
 to him- he was so delicate/
 that every current of air/
 set him to coughing. There/
 is one more precious memory/
 for me. He was so unselfish/
 and high-[lived?], that I try/
 to think that he knows what/
 we are doing- and is pleas-/