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  Dr. Brother. & Sir.

Upon the threshold of another year I stand without the gate, knocking; pray let me in, for I, a pilgrim, Heavenward bound, a Counsellor need. Young, without friends, such as 'I' love, daily do toil at the great task, that task which   Thou didst learn—the Case and type and for me—what emblems of this cruel world! Yet stay, I come—in spirit come—to tell thee that I love thee, having learn'd thy life. God grant thee many a year and passing hence may Thou and I, joined soul and soul, know Heaven and God and Love and   Peace which now I know dwelt never here to stay.

Believe me, Yours affectionately, W. F. Rean.