MY DEAR BLANCHE:

I feel that a mother's sorrow for the loss of a beloved child

cannot be assuaged by the commonplaces of condolence, yet I

must write a few lines to assure you of my heartfelt sympathy

in your grief. There is one thing, however, that should

soften the sharpness of a mother's agony under such a

bereavement. It is the reflection that "little children" are

pure and guileless, and that of such is the kingdom of

heaven. "It is well with the child." Much sin and woe has it

escaped. It is treasure laid up in a better world, and the

gate through which it has passed to peace and joy unspeakable

is left open so that you, in due time, may follow. Let this

be your consolation.

Affectionately yours,

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