
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
