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[lefthand side] to the sons.

No more beautiful and lasting tablet could be raised to the memory of your beloved son, and I can not help but believe, that he is ever with you as you consumate this, his grand ambition.

At the time of your son's death, although strangers to you, our silent sympathy was yours and the eloquent, yet faithful, sermons at his burial is treasured in my scrapbook, where I have re-read it many times.

[end lefthand side][righthand side] unknown as I am to you, I have no right to presume upon your time by this letter; but I wished to give voice to my own personal gratitude and were I permitted to shake your hand it would be one of the privileges of my life.

I inclose these slips, (clipped from the "N. Y. World" and "Boston Journal") as an introduction and that you may be assured of my genuine interest.

Hoping that you