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  Dear Walt Whitman:

Christmas Day was saddened by the news of your illness. On today we rejoice that you are better. There are many, now, who give thanks for your glorious work for life, for purity—for both in one; and the number will increase. You have     helped make homes happy; you have taught lovers to love wisely; you have helped men to pray, who, but for you would have known only irreverence.

God bless you!

And if you can come back—tell us again—that all is good.

With tender gratitude, A. H. Spaulding Boston.