Letter from Susan E. Wallace to May Wright Sewall.

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WALLACE SUSAN E JAN. 18 1907

1260 North Meridian St. Indianapolis

January 18. 1907.

Mr Dear Mrs. Sewall

Your very gratifying letter reached me Saturday too late for reply to the high compliment paid me. Take my thanks for the invitation and the gracious words before me. Such expression from one of your literary tates is an author's best reward and I thank you heartily for all you say

The "Prince of India"

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was the favorite of Gen. Wallace's children of the brain - prerhaps becuase the youngest. The sermon of Sergies in Sta. Sohpia was his creed and the letter of Father Hilarion to the Princess Irene his estimate of the modern church of Christ. If you glance at the latter part of his autobiography you will understand better than I can tell the workings of his brain, and how he garnered up his heart while in the valley of [?]. What I was to him is told by him, what he was to me may not & pronounce to rhyme with tyranny - [?]

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be written. Beside him all other men are as shadows and though I look through all the faces on earth I shall never see another like that of my only love. I am old to say sweet things of loving; [?] you who have felt the heights and depths of bereavement readily comprehend that without it, this is the wilderness without the manna. I look across the gulf daily [narrowing?] and wait in hope "the start come nightly to the sky, the tidal wave [wants?] the sea. and peace.

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Nor time nor space, not deep, nor high, can keep my own away from me.

I fance your girls will not care for autographs cut from bank checks. If they do, remind me when I go home (March) and I will send them. My own are little worth.

May the new year be your best year. May peace fill the house of your abiding and the banner of you be love, as you read these hastily written lines.

Very sincerely yours, Susan E. Wallace

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