
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



