
I intended to write you a good long letter tonight for tomorrow's mail, but circumstances quite prevent it. So I must content myself with a mere line or two of loving greeting & continued good wishes.
Doubtless Johnston will send you a long account of Dr
Bucke's visit & Dr B will have sent you
his
But I must send you my version too at the first opportunity.
Last week I got no proper opportunity of writing at all—to my great regret. So I must write when I can.
It has not only been a great joy to me to see Dr Bucke face to face,
here in the room in which I write, & to talk with him about you,
but it has brought you still nearer to me & I feel yet more strongly
that we are friends indeed. And that is the crowning glory
& privilege of my life, opening out vistas of sacred cheer & hope & purposes.
God bless you for all you have done for me & for the friends I love. And my deepest love to you evermore.
Wallace

