MY DEAR MRS. SUTHERLAND:

I cannot resist my desire to write you a few words of love

and sorrow; only a few, for my heart is full and words seem

very weak. Thank God, my friend, for the nineteen beautiful

years that ended that morning in May.

If you could but know how sweet and tender a recollection

she has left enshrined in the hearts of her friends, and all

the loving, gracious utterances that are offered to her

memory! It is well with Alice in heaven; that it may be well

with you on earth, in the days that are to come, is the

prayer of

Your loving friend,

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