Condolence letters re: death of Leland Stanford: Da - De includes Madeline Vinton Dahlen, C.E. Daily (Comissioner for King Tebureimoa of Butaritari, Gilbert Is.), Anna Agnew Davis, Horace Davis, Anna L. Dawes, E.S. Dawes, Noble E. Dawson, and Lucy A.H.

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Portland Or July 11th 1893

My dear Mrs Stanford.

I write to ask if the photographs [scribble] reached you. I takeit for granted they did as I would have heard from you again I do not understand why they were delayed and hope you were not inconvenienced by it.

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my beloved husband. It is one of the many pleasant and good contributions from your hands and the fullness of your heart.

I remember the day my dear husband and I passed with you and Senator Stanford at Palo Alto with such fond recollections. That was only just a year past. I never dreamed then of all ^thatwas so soon to come to us both in the terrible loss that we each have sustained.

Yours in distress Lucy A H Deady

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Petersburg, Illinois.

July 4th 1893

Mrs. Jane Lathrop Stanford Dean Madam:-

Please accept this communication as a memento, from an admirer of your late husband, Senator Stanford, who was a man of sweetness. The beauty of his soul was the soul of his loveliness. His grace and manly beauty had to give way and follow the leader death. The messenger unseen by mortal eyes came, unlocked the casket and took away the jewel. The Casket is in the tomb, but the jewel has found its proper setting near to the

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throne of God. We stand with uncovered brow, and bid farewell to the dreamless clay. May the right hand of God be toward you and the serenity of His smile comfort and sustain you.

Your obedient servant, Stephen Taylor Dekins. Clergyman of the Cumberland Presbyterian Church

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To Mrs. Stanford.

To lose our well beloved, To give the last sad kiss To close the fair, pale eyelids Is any woe like this?

And he the blessed husband The sweetest, truest, best, To fold his tireless fingers In silent, dreamless rest

To think of all his goodness, The voice that thrilled the ear The smile from glad lips leaping the eyes so true and clear

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