Condolence letters re: death of Leland Stanford: Ga - Gw includes Julia R. Garniss, Grace H. Gilmor, George Goddard, Sarah Vail Gould, Julia D. Grant (Tel.), U.S. Grant, Jr., Anna Guthridge, and Wm. M. Gwin

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ng. We have them with us in Spiritual visio[ns]. One can almost touch them, almost feel their presence.

My last great loss, my sweet Sister Mrs Governor Cornell whome [sic] you know so well, is making my heart sorrow in great heavenin. [sic] - And were it not for the knowledge and belief that here she comes to hold sweet communion with her loved ones, I could not bear it. If we feel this consolation, let us bless God for it: for we are sure then that only our mentality comes between us and the grandure [sic] of immor-

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tality, beyond our limited mortal view we behold God and our loved ones. So dear let us bow to His will for a short time and trust our loved creator who is leading his children into His light & life beyond

You have my heartfelt sympathy my dear

Lovingly

Esther E. Hastings

52 E. 133rd St

New York June 22nd 93

My dear Mrs Stanford

What can I say to comfort you. Only that my prayer mingled with thousands of your dear friends rising to His throne may descend on your sorrowing heart as balm of resegnation [sic] to His Supreme power

Two loved ones your darling Son, and Husband so dearly loved, to move out of your loving arms so soon - out of your mental vision. But my dear then in consolation God is so good in givi

Mrs. G. D. Hawkins.

love, and sincere sympathy in your sad bereavement

Receptions. Perhaps, I had best explain the last of this sentence. I first saw you in Mr Beveredge's China store & was attracted by your face. I saw you there a second time & heard him call you Mrs Stanford. I finally decided to attend one of your receptions to satisfy myself if the "Senators wife" was my Mrs Stanford (as I called you).

I stood near you for awhile, heard the words & saw them pass one by me. It was all a farce - a mere mockery to me - so I left without letting you know I had been attracted by you & would like so much to know you - I waited until the "season" was over then called hoping to meet you - but you were making your preparations to leave for San Francisco so I was again cheap printed. May you find some little pleasure in knowing you are remembered - for after all these little things help to make life happy. How true, "Little words of love, little deeds of kindness, make this earth an Eden."

Dear Mrs Stanford this note may never reach you - but if it should

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# 936 Mall Ave.

Washington, D. C.

My dear Mrs Stanford:

Will you accept a line of love & sympathy from one who admires you? I too, have suffered, therefore, know how to understand & appreciate your great sorrow. Wish I could make this pen utter the words of love with that warmth & depth of feeling I could speak them, - but when smitten they seem as meaningless & hollow as three words spoken by the "Fashionable Society" at one of your

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know that it beareth this prayer from one. May God in his own way, lead the [sic] to a bright & happy life.

With love & sympathy

Mrs J. R. Hayes