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Husband should have entered within the gates
before you. What a happy meeting will it be.

I have thought so much of you within the
days just past, as I have visited the resting
place of those dearest to you, their life & I could
not refrain from sending to you a few loving words.

"But in that land where sorrow

And parting are unknown,

Another Angel Standeth,

Beside the great white Throne.

And when we bow in anguish

Beneath the smiting rod

She softly whispers; "Weep not!

It is the hand of God."

Yours very Sincerely -

Emma A Harrington

(Moth. B Harrington)