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  Dear Walt,

Just a line or two my dearest friend, my comrade & father, dearest of all to my soul, to express the triumph & joy & cheer with which I think of you & with which I receive tidings of you. Outwardly sad enough, but deep within my soul I know that all is well, & that our last words should be triumph & praise.   Day by day I think of you with tenderest sympathy & love. If only I could come for a moment to your bedside & imprint upon your lips a long & loving kiss. Be it as if I were with you, & here upon the paper I send you one as a token of my dearest love

X Wallace