early April 1886
Are you living and well, and your Father in peace, and the Home in Degraw St without effacing chang[e]?
I received your very kind Message, I think in November, since which I have been very ill, and begin to roam in my room a little, an hour at a time.
Do you as time steals on, know anything of the "Willie" whom Mr Wadsworth so loved - and of whom he said with a smile "should he find a gold Watch in the street he would not pick it up, so unsullied was he," and did his Daughter regret her flight from her loved Father, or the son who left the Religion so precious to him? My Sister gives her faithful remembrance to yourself, and your Father, the Brother so cherished, never once forgot. You will recall the flowed sacred to your Brother. No Sloth has Memory.
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