late October 1885
I had the luxury of a Mother a month longer than you, for my own Mother died in November, but the anguish also was granted me to see the first snow upon her Grave, the following Day - which, dear friend, you were spared - but Remembrance engulfs me, and I must cease -
I wish I could speak a word of courage, tho' that Love has already done. Who could be motherless who has a Mother's Grave within confiding reach? Let me enclose the tenderness which is born of bereavement. To have had a Mother - how mighty!
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