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  Dear Walt,

A heavy snow storm outside (afternoon) & the wind whistling with rising gusts & falls.—I wonder how the weather is with you, and how you are yourself.

I was sorry to see in your last PC. to Johnston that you were suffering from physical depression, & had   more or less suffering all the time. I fear that it was so in some degree during most of the time that I was in Camden. I often think of you in your loneliness & suffering. But it is always an encouragement & stimulus to me to remember how serenely & patiently you bear it, & of your constant loving kindness & thought for others.—In thinking of you, & in my own worries, I have to fall back always on the belief that "it is all right" if we could only see it.

 

Fred Wild came here on Wednesday afternoon & stayed till the last train. He told me that he had written to you

Next day I was in Bolton, & called for a few minutes on Dixon at his office, & spent half an hour later with Johnston Both were quite well & in good spirits

I have not been able to call on any of the others—partly because the weather has been wet & stormy.

 

I am practically clear of my cold again.—I am not quite acclimatised & hardened yet, but shall be so in time

I cannot write much at present, but I do not want the mail to go without a line or two of loving sympathy & good will.

Please to give my affectionate regards to Mrs Davis & Warry.

Yours affectionately, J.W. Wallace