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Mrs Leland Stanford
Dear Madam
I cannot refrain from expressing to you my heartfelt sympathy in the loss of yor [sic] dearly beloved Husband the companion of so many years of joy and sorrow. I thought the good father had sorely afflicted you when he took your darling son, they are both at rest in the Spirit land, and may God comfort and keep you, is the sincere wish of your former Housekeeper.
Lucia J. Johnson
Bangor Maine
July 19/93
98 Court St
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512 F Street
June 22nd/93
Dear Mrs Stanford:
Over four years ago you wrote me a letter filled with kind and sympathetic words on the loss of my best friend, my companion, my Mother. Today I hear of your loss, your friend, companion and husband has been taken from you.
You will have many to mourn with you, but no one could feel deeper for you than I who can so well appreciate that awful feeling of lonliness [sic] which comes over us when
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generation has passed away.
God in placing this other cross on your shoulders expects that you will invoke His and more than ever and He will send you comfort and resignation.
When our friends are in trouble our natural desire is to do something for them. I only wish I could serve you in some way.
Yours very truly
Paul E. Johnson.
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a loved one leaves us.
How fortunate we are to have our faith to sustain us, and belief that our separation is only for a time. When I think of you bereft of the one with whom you have walked the path of life for so many years, my heart bleeds for you. You were not only bound to him by the sacred ties of matrimony, but also by the sweet ties of sympathy. Your joys have been the same and your griefs and your great grief were in common.
You have indeed been fortunate you have enjoyed the sweet companionship of a good, noble and congenial spirit for many years. You have witnessed his successes and the honors that have been thrust upon him. You have seen him gratified at the completion of his great work, and now you see the curtain rung down of this noble career.
But though he has left this world he is not dead. To you, his friends, the legions whom he has benefited he still lives. That he was once amongst us will he tell long after our
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Santa Monica Cal
"MIRAMAR."
Santa Monica
June 25th/93
My dear Mrs. Stanford,
My heart goes out to you in tenderest sympathy. I know that nothing I can say will help you to bear your great sorrow with