I have had a presentiment that you would not survive this illness. I
lose in you the most faithful, and the only friend on whom I could
rely, in the persecutions which threaten me. I feel my loss, but
rejoice in your happiness, I could envy you. Death only lends a
helping hand to rend away the veil, which hides infinite beauties. Our
Lord has strongly cemented our souls. May the benediction of the
divine Master rest upon you. Go, blessed soul, and receive the
recompense prepared for all those, who are wholly the Lord's. Go, we
separate in the name of the Lord; I cannot say a last adieu, for we
shall be forever united in him. I hope, in the goodness of God, to be
present with you in heart and spirit, at the time of your departure,
and to receive with you, the divine Master who is waiting for you. Be
my ambassador in the courts above, and say to him I love him.